I want to start out with a quote by St. Francis de Sales. He was a very practical saint who gave good, common sense, sound advice.
Let us strive to be kind, meek and humble with everyone, but especially so with
those whom God has destined to be our companions. Let us not be one of those
who are angels in public and devils at home.
The book Spiritual Diary, a collection of selected sayings and examples of the saints, says that Francis de Sales treated everyone in his household with kindness, including his servants. He was never harsh with them in word or deed, asked rather than commanded, and always greeted each one courteously.
As you know, being kind to someone we meet for the first time is often easier than being kind to those we live with or work with daily. I know my children witnessed me as a grizzly bear many times at home, followed moments later by me being very pleasant to someone on the phone or at the door. What a hypocrite!
There are things that people I love do that annoy me. I know I can annoy them, too. I have lately been coming up with a deliberate action to try to quietly learn to live with the annoyance and make it an offering. Notice that St. Francis de Sales says, "Strive to be kind, meek and humble." Striving means trying very hard. It means making a plan so you will know how to behave when someone close to you punches your buttons.
By making a plan, I mean thinking about what I am going to do ahead of time so that when I get annoyed, I am not a devil at home. That plan may be as simple as saying a Hail Mary in my mind.
I really think striving and making an internal plan is key. Otherwise, we just fly off the handle, and our mouth shoots words that can be hurtful and that we later regret.
None of us is perfect. I certainly am not and don't pretend to be. But I can try harder. I cannot do it on my own, but I can grow in patience and self-control with the grace of God, which He loves to pour out on those who ask.
God bless,
Mary Ann / Mother Hen
One day I was helping at our food pantry and a frail looking gentleman decided to join me at my station. He moved so slow and got confused with the procedure. The impatiens monster struck me and I started to correct him as patiently as I could at the time. Then I saw myself in his situation and remembered the compassion, love and patience I would have wanted had I been in his shoes. A great lesson learned! Thank you Mar Ann. Blessings.