Year Three, Day 138: It is More Important to Be Kind, Then to Be Right!

Such a glorious day!

Fall is my favorite time of year. Especially this year! I have a new grandbaby! We survived a hot, smoky summer! I am sticking with my daily hooping! I have a roof over my head! A family that loves me! And several jobs!

And music is flowing through my fingers again!

Today is especially wonderful because I am getting on the Max soon to go visit the Baby Burrito while her mom and dad lead the youth group at their church. I will only be there a few hours, but it will be well worth it!

I hooped this morning and I practiced for a few minutes. I plan on practicing a bit before I head out on the Max.

I had a talk with my wonderful pastor boss for a few minutes this morning. We were talking about mean people. And I was reminded of this saying, which used to be on the sign of a church in my old neighborhood. A church one of my dearest friends used to attend before she and her husband moved south.

I never think of this without thinking of her! I googled the quote, and found that it is attributed to F. Scott Fitzgerald. Lovely!

"To be kind is more important than to be right. Many times, what people need is not a brilliant mind that speaks, but a special heart that listens". ~F. Scott Fitzgerald

This is not always that easy. And it is a deeper concept than it sounds. You see, being right is directly connected to our ego. A nasty little character, that is vain, power hungry and insecure at the same time. I find I fight with my ego more than any living being.

But when I take time to breathe, and consider the other person before I speak, I do not regret it. Yes, there are times when I do need to speak my truth. But it can be done gently.

I am a work in progress!

As you can see from my day 102 of daily hooping!

I need to fly and catch a bus to go visit my precious Baby Burrito. So I must keep this blog short today again.

I wish you a happy Wednesday, full of kindness!

Talk to you tomorrow!

Love,

Zita

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