This was a week straight from the shit bucket that had sides too tall for me to climb up all because of one thing. The Flesh. This week I gained more insight into my co-worker that pushed me closer to the edge of loathing her and I almost gave in to those feelings. So many times I came frighteningly close to telling her exactly what I think of her but I managed to always come up just short. I did however, tell her to “just shut up for 10 minutes” yesterday as she continued to push my boundaries.

Each day I got home wound up too tight, frustrated by her behaviour and her complete absence of integrity. Each day ended badly for me as I sat and mentally ranted about how unjust my life seemed to be. I work hard, she barely works a little. I am always on time, she is late more often than the morning newspaper. I work each and every shift that I am given, she is lucky if she can work 2 complete shifts in a row. She has asked me repeatedly to lie for her at work, “if I lie for you I can now lie to you” is my philosophy and I’m sorry but lying is not something I am willing to do, period.

That in itself has caused me to twist up as I struggled between saying nothing (not lying for her) and telling my boss what she has asked me to do (setting the record straight). Seriously, do I honestly need this stress in my life? Is it worth $8.00 an hour when I have been offered a job elsewhere?

For me it is. I applied for this job because I was driven to work there, just like I was driven to work at my last job. There are lessons for me to learn there, there is growth for me as a Christian there as I learn how to handle dishonesty through God, not in spite of Him.

So how have I harmed myself this week? I have allowed myself to live in the Flesh instead of standing firm in the Spirit. I refused to lie for her but not because “I am my brother’s keeper” but rather because I was tired of doing all the work while she got by doing nothing. It was my own personal sense of injustice that caused my stress rather than staying closer to God and being offended because He was offended. Hopefully next week will not be as bad as this week was but if it is I have Faith that when I stand in His presence I will handle situations more like He would. That’s my belief and I’m sticking to it.