You're Not the Boss of Me

I got really mad today! My tendency is to go into the whole long story, but I am going to refrain and just stick to the highlights.  In a nutshell,  here's what happened.

A lab company "misplaced" Caroline's bloodwork. After three weeks of waiting, 90 minutes of phone calls today, and a very disturbing story of what happened,  poor Caroline has to have the bloodwork done over again. Needless to say, I was a very unhappy mama.

While trying to get to the bottom of the issue, I had the perfect opportunity to practice James 1:19:

My dear brothers and sisters, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen,  slow to speak, and slow to become angry.

Now don't misunderstand me. I am not suggesting I did a good job fulfilling that scripture. I'm just saying I had the fabulous opportunity to practice during three calls to the doctor's office, one phone call to my husband, five calls to the lab, (speaking to multiple people in the company) and one call to my insurance company.

Unfortunately,  things did not end as I had hoped.  As it turns out, my insurance company is the boss of me. They would not allow me to take Caroline to her doctor's office to have the blood redrawn. Instead they are forcing me to use the same company that messed up. Here's the good news, though.  My God is the boss of everyone. He forgives people when they mess up. So tomorrow, we will have a do- over. I will give the lab another opportunity to correctly do their job, and God will give me another opportunity to be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry. I sure am glad God is my Boss and He is in charge of me!