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Masterfully Made

 

I am an introvert; I am extremely organised; I have a gift of administration; I am excellent at facilitating meetings—we start when the meeting is due to start, we finish when the meeting is supposed to finish and I hold people on track. This being the case, I find it rather frustrating to attend an evening meeting where we started twenty minutes late because we waited for late-comers. Then everyone got off track and talked about issues that had nothing to do with the agenda or the outcomes we needed to achieve. It degenerated into complaints about procedures that we could do nothing about anyway. Finally, after about an hour or so, we got to the point of our meeting and even then many people did not address the issue we were supposed to address. At three and a half hours from the meeting start, I said quietly to the facilitator who was sitting beside me, I’m ready to go home. He quickly moved on to the last piece of business and finally we wrapped it up nearly four hours after the scheduled start. Have you ever attended these meetings?

As I reflected on (and fumed about) this meeting, God reminded me that we are all masterfully made. He made us with all our different temperaments, personalities and gifts. I was also reminded that I have areas in my life that undoubtedly annoy others. Praise God we do not all think the same. Praise God for all our differences. Unity is far more important than our own petty grievances and annoyances. I’m praying for more patience and love for all those I come into contact with in any part of my life. We were all made by the Master Creator, we are all valued and valuable. Help me see others the way you see them God. Amen.

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