Don’t Let the Sun Go Down

Posted: February 20, 2012 in Cars, Life, Religion
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Last Wednesday afternoon, sometime between 1 and 4:30pm, my car was broken into. I parked where I have every day for the past six months, and that day, some riff-raff wandered down into the basement of the parking garage to look for money.

They busted out my driver’s side window with a concrete block that they were kind enough to leave on my passenger seat. They went through my middle console, which contained a few CD’s, a mini-bottle of body spray, and a watch. They emptied out my cup holder which had probably about $3 in change. They took two backpacks out of my backseat—one which I use for my gym clothes, the other is used for the boys basketball team I help coach. Apparently my gym clothes, and team roster were of no use to them—because they dropped the bags about 30 feet from my car.

There was another pair of tennis shoes in the backseat, an Iowa State blanket, an ice scraper, and two softball gloves. You know the one thing in the backseat they didn’t touch? A Bible. Every single thing in my car had been shifted around—except that Bible, which I found interesting. Maybe I’m reading too much into that, but it just seems odd that it was the only thing untouched. It’s like on some level whoever it was knew that was just TOO disrespectful.

I don’t know how someone can just break into another person’s car and rifle through their things. I don’t think it’s quite right that I was a victim of vandalism and had to fork over $215 on Friday to fix my window. Here’s what I DO know though.

Throughout this whole thing, I did something I never thought I would have. I remained calm, and most importantly, I didn’t get angry.

When I saw my car Wednesday afternoon, my first thought was disbelief. I’d never been broken into before, and sure didn’t expect for it to happen at work. Then I just became irritated because I was supposed to be somewhere at 6. That was it. There was no cursing, or yelling, or wishing ill will towards the people that did it. Even my boss who came down to wait with me until the cops got there, commented on how well I was handling what had happened.

I just don’t have time for anger anymore. Not that I’ve ever really been a person that others would describe as angry, but we all have our moments. Anger does absolutely no good. In this situation, being angry wasn’t going to fix my window. It wasn’t going to help the cop get better fingerprints. It wasn’t going to clean up all the shattered glass in my driver’s seat.

The Bible tells us to get rid of all bitterness, rage, and anger. It also tells us to not let the sun go down on our anger. It tells us to be compassionate and kind to people, and to forgive them. Regardless of whether you believe in God or not, that’s just good advice.

Anger will absolutely consume you if you let it. You may have been wronged, but getting angry and staying angry is not going to unwrong anything that has happened to you. In fact, it’s going to make you downright miserable—it’s exhausting being angry.

You may even find that a situation that has the ability to send you into a rage, has presented an unintended benefit. My driver’s side window hasn’t rolled down in months—the motor wasn’t broken, but to have someone fix it was going to be somewhat expensive simply due to labor since they would have had to take the door apart. But thanks to the destroying of my window, and the door being taken apart to fix that—I’m happy to report my window once again rolls down.

Situations are only as bad as you make them out to be. You can choose to handle them with anger, or you can choose to handle them with grace. The choice is entirely up to you, but know that the hardest thing to do, is usually the right thing to do.


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