Forgivness

Forgiveness

In the senior complex where I live, I have not participated in the policy making . I went to two meetings and they spent most of the time arguing over protocol.

But when street resurfacing came up, at the tune of $2700.00, that caught my attention. I voted "NO"! I was sure it wouldn't pass, as I thought most of the seniors wouldn't want to spend their money. In July I received a letter from the Association, that the road resurfacing had passed and I was being assessed, along with the other 55 homeowners. And I was to have the money to the board September 1st.For road repair to start. I first ignored the letter, then I got up my courage and called the manager to find out what my options were. I didn't have any options, it was to be paid anyway. I said well go ahead and put a lien on my property. Not such a smart move, as I was informed that the property could be foreclosed and sold to pay for road repair. It was already a signed deal. With that news I went into the dumper and was angry and resentful. After a few weeks of stewing, I found a roommate through the nurse agency I work for. I had a key made and gave it to her. Later that day, when she tried to move her stuff in, the key didn't work and she had to climb in the window. The neighbor came over and wanted to know what she was doing. I told her to ignore him, he's nosey and I resent being spied on. We exchanged keys as I was sure it worked, after all Wal-Mart had made it for me. Next time I was out and came home, the key didn't work and I had to climb in the window! Back to Wal-Mart to tell them off. My new roommate came with a computer. For rent reduction she would teach me to use the computer and I would have access to it. Once again I was aware of God's presence . As I had wanted a computer but didn't have the funds or know how to use one. Now I had a computer, an instructor and funds to pay for the street repair all in one.

My roommate Bobbie came with two cars, one was for sale. And she was informed she couldn't park it in the complex with a For Sale sign on it. One woman was screaming at her for parking the car too close to her house. I got a call from the Association president saying, he had received 15 calls about the car. I asked him if he'd received 15 calls from different people or 15 calls from the same woman. Oh well, there goes my good neighbor of the month award. I have lived here 10 years and haven't been a good neighbor yet! I was frustrated and resentful, but rules are rules. Next thing that happened was the computer went on the fritz and had to be sent away to be repaired. Luckily it was still on warranty and I didn't break it . It was gone six weeks and my instructions came to a halt along with my writings. Work was slow and I was down to $1.47 in my check book. But God does take care of me inspite of myself. A woman in the complex called and asked if I was available to stay with her mother, four hours 3 days a week. She is a happy 88-year-old, who gets anxious when her daughter works extended hours. What a great job! I can take the woman with me, while I swim, and get paid for it. My T.V. in the bedroom started to act up and had one big line though the middle. I took it to the TV doctor , who assured me he could fix it in a week at the tune of $70. dollars. A week latter I went back to the shop to find it closed. There was a phone number I could call on the door. And when I tried to call all I got was a busy signal. What's going on here. I made a few more trips to the repair shop only to find it still closed. Now what do I do. . I'm feeling helpless. I decided to go to the police and find out what recourse do I have. I was informed that I would have to take them to small claim's court for holding my TV hostage. GRRRR. More aggravation. I told GOD I give up. A couple of weeks latter I drove by the shop and surprise,surprise it was opened. I quickly parked and went in to give the repairman a piece of my mind and get my TV He gave me his good reason for being closed and informed me my TV still wasn't fixed even though it had been in the repair shop 6 weeks. He asked if I could come back at 5 p.m. and he promised to have it fixed. O.K. I let him know I wasn't happy but I would give him one more chance to rectify the situation. Promptly at 4.45p.m. I arrived back at the shop, only to find the TV had not been repaired. Silently I'm Thinking ~#^~#. Fixed or not, I'm not leaving without my TV After much apologizing and explaing, he fixed the TV And even gave me a discount for all the aggravation. I paid him and couldn't get out of there fast enough, vowing never to return. Then part of my tooth fell out, which resulted to a trip to the dentist. Naturally, I needed a root canal, a post and a crown, at the tune of over $1200.00, for one tooth! I had him fix it with a temporary filling. And put it on my credit card. Now I was feeling like a victim. And I said "Uncle" to GOD. I realized that I do have choices, and since I wasn't willing to spend that much on one tooth I would go to Tijuana, Mexico for dental work later.

I got a job where I met a writer. He writes for car magazines. He read my story and thought it was funny and even his wife liked it. He said that they had a good laugh over the selling part, as his wife was a car saleswoman in the fifties. I applied for a second mortgage to pay for the street repair and was turned down.

Now what? Maybe I'll win the lottery and move; that'll fix 'em. I went along grumpy and grouchy, like my neighbors, for weeks. I decided that I would put the $2700.00 on two credit cards, as I couldn't put it on one, or it would be maxed out.

Bobbie's phone went dead and we couldn't get on-line with the computer. The phone company said if it was her fault, it would cost $48.00, and if they were at fault, it wouldn't cost anything. More confusion, aggravation and stress; only to find out that it were their fault. Hooray!

One Sunday, on my way to church, I found a ticket on my car. I had been assured we would be able to park on the street during road resurfacing. Isn't it interesting, that out of all the cars parked on the street, I'm the only one with a ticket. What's going on GOD? Someone is going to get a piece of my mind, the association and the police. I went to church angry. Wouldn't you know the sermon was "On the Spot Forgiveness."

I got it right away. I had a change of attitude, and I started to forgive: the Association, the neighbors, the bank, the police, and even the computer.

The following week I had a job, taking care of a woman who is an editor and publisher. I asked her if she'd like to read my story, and to my amazement she even edited it. She is metaphysical and we had lots of time to exchange views. And this didn't seem like work at all, even though she got me up at three or four in the morning to take her to the bathroom. Soon I had more work than I could handle.

O.K., now I've got the money part handled and I am back on track. I had known that this forgiveness stuff works. I just forgot. And when I did, all sorts of little mean gremlins showed up, bringing chaos and confusion. So the lesson for me: at the very instant I feel upset, forgive, forgive, forgive.



	Forgiveness In the senior complex where I live, I have not participated in the policy making . I went to two meetings and they spent most of the time arguing over protocol. But when street resurfacing came up, at the tune of $2700.00, that caught my attention. I voted "NO"! I was sure it wouldn't pass, as I thought most of the seniors wouldn't want to spend their money. In July I received a letter from the Association, that the road resurfacing had passed and I was being assessed, along with the other 55 homeowners. And I was to have the money to the board September 1st.For road repair to start. I first ignored the letter, then I got up my courage and called the manager to find out what my options were. I didn't have any options, it was to be paid anyway. I said well go ahead and put a lien on my property. Not such a smart move, as I was informed that the property could be foreclosed and sold to pay for road repair. It was already a signed deal. With that news I went into the dumper and was angry and resentful. After a few weeks of stewing, I found a roommate through the nurse agency I work for. I had a key made and gave it to her. Later that day, when she tried to move her stuff in, the key didn't work and she had to climb in the window. The neighbor came over and wanted to know what she was doing. I told her to ignore him, he's nosey and I resent being spied on. We exchanged keys as I was sure it worked, after all Wal-Mart had made it for me. Next time I was out and came home, the key didn't work and I had to climb in the window! Back to Wal-Mart to tell them off. My new roommate came with a computer. For rent reduction she would teach me to use the computer and I would have access to it. Once again I was aware of God's presence . As I had wanted a computer but didn't have the funds or know how to use one. Now I had a computer, an instructor and funds to pay for the street repair all in one. My roommate Bobbie came with two cars, one was for sale. And she was informed she couldn't park it in the complex with a For Sale sign on it. One woman was screaming at her for parking the car too close to her house. I got a call from the Association president saying, he had received 15 calls about the car. I asked him if he'd received 15 calls from different people or 15 calls from the same woman. Oh well, there goes my good neighbor of the month award. I have lived here 10 years and haven't been a good neighbor yet! I was frustrated and resentful, but rules are rules. Next thing that happened was the computer went on the fritz and had to be sent away to be repaired. Luckily it was still on warranty and I didn't break it . It was gone six weeks and my instructions came to a halt along with my writings. Work was slow and I was down to $1.47 in my check book. But God does take care of me inspite of myself. A woman in the complex called and asked if I was available to stay with her mother, four hours 3 days a week. She is a happy 88-year-old, who gets anxious when her daughter works extended hours. What a great job! I can take the woman with me, while I swim, and get paid for it. My T.V. in the bedroom started to act up and had one big line though the middle. I took it to the TV doctor , who assured me he could fix it in a week at the tune of $70. dollars. A week latter I went back to the shop to find it closed. There was a phone number I could call on the door. And when I tried to call all I got was a busy signal. What's going on here. I made a few more trips to the repair shop only to find it still closed. Now what do I do. . I'm feeling helpless. I decided to go to the police and find out what recourse do I have. I was informed that I would have to take them to small claim's court for holding my TV hostage. GRRRR. More aggravation. I told GOD I give up. A couple of weeks latter I drove by the shop and surprise,surprise it was opened. I quickly parked and went in to give the repairman a piece of my mind and get my TV He gave me his good reason for being closed and informed me my TV still wasn't fixed even though it had been in the repair shop 6 weeks. He asked if I could come back at 5 p.m. and he promised to have it fixed. O.K. I let him know I wasn't happy but I would give him one more chance to rectify the situation. Promptly at 4.45p.m. I arrived back at the shop, only to find the TV had not been repaired. Silently I'm Thinking ~#^~#. Fixed or not, I'm not leaving without my TV After much apologizing and explaing, he fixed the TV And even gave me a discount for all the aggravation. I paid him and couldn't get out of there fast enough, vowing never to return. Then part of my tooth fell out, which resulted to a trip to the dentist. Naturally, I needed a root canal, a post and a crown, at the tune of over $1200.00, for one tooth! I had him fix it with a temporary filling. And put it on my credit card. Now I was feeling like a victim. And I said "Uncle" to GOD. I realized that I do have choices, and since I wasn't willing to spend that much on one tooth I would go to Tijuana, Mexico for dental work later. I got a job where I met a writer. He writes for car magazines. He read my story and thought it was funny and even his wife liked it. He said that they had a good laugh over the selling part, as his wife was a car saleswoman in the fifties. I applied for a second mortgage to pay for the street repair and was turned down. Now what? Maybe I'll win the lottery and move; that'll fix 'em. I went along grumpy and grouchy, like my neighbors, for weeks. I decided that I would put the $2700.00 on two credit cards, as I couldn't put it on one, or it would be maxed out. Bobbie's phone went dead and we couldn't get on-line with the computer. The phone company said if it was her fault, it would cost $48.00, and if they were at fault, it wouldn't cost anything. More confusion, aggravation and stress; only to find out that it were their fault. Hooray! One Sunday, on my way to church, I found a ticket on my car. I had been assured we would be able to park on the street during road resurfacing. Isn't it interesting, that out of all the cars parked on the street, I'm the only one with a ticket. What's going on GOD? Someone is going to get a piece of my mind, the association and the police. I went to church angry. Wouldn't you know the sermon was "On the Spot Forgiveness." I got it right away. I had a change of attitude, and I started to forgive: the Association, the neighbors, the bank, the police, and even the computer. The following week I had a job, taking care of a woman who is an editor and publisher. I asked her if she'd like to read my story, and to my amazement she even edited it. She is metaphysical and we had lots of time to exchange views. And this didn't seem like work at all, even though she got me up at three or four in the morning to take her to the bathroom. Soon I had more work than I could handle. O.K., now I've got the money part handled and I am back on track. I had known that this forgiveness stuff works. I just forgot. And when I did, all sorts of little mean gremlins showed up, bringing chaos and confusion. So the lesson for me: at the very instant I feel upset, forgive, forgive, forgive.