Well, today, I did not follow my own advice and example.
I had just started my monthly newsletter "run," and had printed two batches of 32 (6 pages, duplex - the output tray only holds so much), and suddenly I began getting black blotches and smears. I know my way around that printer a little, but no matter what I did, I couldn't get a clean copy. I was really frustrated - and more than a little worried. I had 400 to print, as usual. It normally takes almost 3 hours of printing 32, over and over again. Each round takes about 10 minutes. I fit other little tasks into those 10 minute chunks of time.
But today it was even more stressful, and I'll explain in a few days why that was. I am preparing a little bit of a surprise this month for the folks in our Park, and needed to get that finished, too.
After almost a half hour of fretting, trying everything I knew, I went onto Facebook and was almost in tears, which is not my style. I usually face an issue with a deep breath followed by prayer. This time I never made it to the prayer stage.
Long story short: a friend of mine fixes printers. We talked on the phone. I now understand more about how the toner cartridge and drum work with each other. I needed to replace the drum. I've done this before. Easy. And after that, beautiful copies. All that carrying on for nothing.
The bottom line is that I allowed my emotions to take the place of my faith. I didn't like that feeling at all. When I have enough sense to take that deep breath, then pray, I end up feeling protected and secure. I know at that point that I've turned it over and I just get on with other things while I wait for the answer -
Father in heaven, forgive my childish panic this morning. I do know and trust in your loving compassion. I do know that I can come to you with anything at all, and that you will understand and help. Please watch over this weak mortal and strengthen me when my emotions overwhelm my faith. I trust in you.