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.
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