Silent Humility

I remember a song by the band Queensryche, singing of Silent Lucidity. Lucidity of which, being clarity. So the rhyming of humility seemed appropriate. Humility being humble or reserve, I have really tried to see what God had been whispering in my ear this hectic last few days.

   It all started at work in Panaca, NV. A 4 o'clock A.M. start in 18* weather. Packing my bags into my truck I found myself in a predicament I haven't been apart of for the last ten years....I locked my keys in the truck. Being 100 miles from home, I found myself in a tight spot. My even keeled wife was still fast asleep in our nice warm bed, in said 100 miles away. Whilst I searched the limits of my conscience to solve this quandary. Resorting to my only option at the moment. I called my co-worker to please drive the 11 miles to come get me so we could start our day. This of course set us behind about an hour for work but that is neither here nor there. After our shift ended he graciously assisted me in an attempt to open my truck door. 2 hours later I was back on the road headed the 100 miles home to see my lovely family.
   If it pleases, I am a man of doing. I can do this stuff all by myself, proud in my abilities. Most often creating off the wall and unorthodox solutions to difficult issues. Accepting the fact that there are things in this world that I am not able to resolve of my own accord is a very large and starch coated pill for me to swallow. Grateful for his help, yet upset that I would have done such a ludicrous deed, brought feelings of doubt and personal frustration. Oh I ain't done there's more......
   That afternoon I made my way into the shop to meet with mt supervisor and to settle up with my monetary obligations with the C.E.O. of our company. With much ado about every little thing, I left with money in my hand but a sinking feeling in my heart. My job description is as such: I DO WHAT THE BOSS TELLS ME TO DO. Not real hard but not quite easy either. Being the type of person I am, I do not carry credit cards of any type. Which in the eyes of my C.E.O. is ridiculous and a pain in his behind due to the fact that whenever I go out of town he must front the money for my excursions into the wilds of Nevada. Apparently even though this is his company and his money, he would rather just write me a check after the fact to pay off my credit card debt. Um nope, sorry that ain't gonna happen folks.
   The very next morning I found myself in a similar conundrum. attaching all the product for one of our customers on the wrong invoice number. This creates hostility with the customer because we have to rescan all the product into their system once more. Not to mention I have to void my invoice and start another. Thus re-creating the same feelings as the previous day.
   Your probably wishing I would get to the point already, but background for me is a must in telling of a story. More often than not the background info is the story. Well I became quite irritated at the fact that he knew I do not carry credit cards yet is complaining about the fact that he had to pay for my next few trips to the great white north.
   Humility......being reserved, accepting the fact that it is his money and his company. I work for him, he was gracious enough to give me the job that I have. Mosiah 3:19 reads:

For the natural man is an enemy to God, and has been from the fall of Adam, and will be, forever and ever, unless he yields to the enticements of the Holy Spirit, and puts off the natural man and becomes a saint throughthe atonement of Christ the Lord, and becomes as a child, submissive, meek, humble, patient, full of love, willing to submit to all things which the Lord sees fit to inflict upon him, even as a child submits to his

father." B.O.M

   Who sees fit? God. so when do we know when to submit, always. 

In Abot 4.4  it reads:  Be of an exceedingly humble spirit, for the end of man is the worm.  Judaism. Mishnah

At this point I pray humility and gratitude may someday be apart of me, with the grace of God.