“There’s No ‘I’ in Team”
You’ve heard the often repeated “There’s no ‘I’ in Team”? But this week it’s become increasingly obvious that the ‘I’ in PRIDE is a big one. For me anyway (and after all, it’s all about me).
I noticed it yesterday at the doctors, I was in the waiting room, sitting beside one of those people who make a lot of noise. It was like if he wasn’t making a noise he thought he would cease to exist or something. Every drink from his coffee was followed by a “aaaaargh”, every shift in position accompanied by grunting, sighs poured from him like the air from a pump. My thoughts were “1: of course you’re uncomfortable otherwise you wouldn’t be at the doctor and 2: I don’t care”. I was getting more and more irritated. I sat there for an hour trying not to mind that I worked harder than anyone else in the world, piously reading my book and demonstrating how one SHOULD behave in a waiting room. Then he went in. And he was AGES! AGES AND AGES AND AGES!!! By the time it was my turn I was practically busting into flames with indignation. My nostrils could not have flared any wider if I’d tried!
Then I went in and saw my lovely doctor. She’s great. And what do I love best about her? She’s calm, she’s peaceful, she’s genuinely caring and she makes sure you get all the time youneed. She’s wonderful at her job precisely because of that. I know that. So why do I fear I won’t get what I need? What a waste of precious time. It’s the same when I pray. I’m so busy telling God what he needs to do that I forget to listen to what I need to do. That can’t be right.