Therefore, if anyone is in
Christ, he is a new creation
2 Corinthians 5:17
I know that God’s grace has made me a new creation. But I
often wonder where that new guy is. There sure are times when I don’t act like
there is anyone new living in me.
My husband asked me to sign up for the Rewards Program offered by our credit card. No problem. I sat down at the computer
and navigated to the log-in page. I
tried to log in.
“User ID or Password Incorrect.” You must be kidding me.
After a few tries, I finally got past that page. On
to the security questions.
Well, I guess I forgot where I went to high
school, because the site won’t accept the town I entered. I feel
myself doing a slow burn. I really do not like this right now.
I notice a phone number to call for help, so I dial
it, hoping for a quick fix. After the obligatory eon of waiting for a
‘representative’, I get to a live person. She immediately apologizes for my
problem today. This does not help my mood. I’m thinking: “You couldn’t care
less. You’re just reading the company handbook to me.”
“Paging ‘new creation.’ Report to Ceil’s brain. NOW!”
This woman proceeds to tell me that I have been trying
to log in. Yes, I know that. (More fuel on the fire of my already glowing
fire-pit.) I get a little snarky and tell her I know where I went to school, why
is the account denying my answer? She needs to look at something...
I’m put on hold. Yay! My forehead is now pressed firmly on my keyboard. I am fighting the desire to bang my head on it.
The rep comes back. Well, this is apparently a job for
Superman, because I am being transferred to tech support. “Transferring!” she
calls out joyfully.
Alone again. Naturally. But at least this wait is only a decade.
So now tech support is on the line, and it’s a good thing
too. My head is currently in the oven and I’m about to turn on the gas.
I think my new creation is on an extended lunch break.
I ask this nice lady to PLEASE walk me through the security
questions. She tells me the first representative reset everything, so I should
just go through it myself. Whaaa? I repeated these instructions back to her, hoping she would
catch my irritation. No luck.
“Thank you. Goodbye!” and I click
off the line. This situation had reduced me to a big pile of steaming frustration.
I know that my 'new creation' was there, inside me, the whole time. But...my feelings took over, and I ignored it. I missed the opportunity to be a better version of me. My 'new creation' would have helped me to laugh at this craziness, and be thankful the problem got solved.
I'm really sorry that I was so upset on the phone, Ms. Representative. I didn’t even try to clothe myself in heartfelt compassion, kindness and humility. If I had done that, things would have gone a lot better.
My Lord, please help me to accept the new, calmer version of myself you offer me. No matter what the situation.
Oh, and get this. I found out we had already enrolled in the Rewards Program.
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