We have a
new tool store in town. I was compelled to browse there today, which makes consecutive
days of me looking at tools.
I fancy
myself a low level DIY kind of girl…I own a few power tools. There was more
than one moment in each store that I found myself in the way of someone who was
looking for a specific tool, who can identify and use the tools that were
making me turn my head sideways or making my eyes open wide.
So many
kinds of saws and routers and sanders…22 inch screwdrivers and 36 inch pipe
wrenches…what do people even DO with those things? It sure seemed to me that
any mechanical/home repair/DIY problem could be solved by a tool in that store.
Some people
grew up with a family member who taught them, showed them how and when to use each
tool.
Some people
went to school and learned.
Some people
learned by trial and error.
Some people
don’t know and don’t care…and maybe couldn’t learn if they tried.
And I am
thinking about how that applies in other areas of life.
I am
thinking about how each of how has certain tools at our disposal…some inherent,
some learned, some acquired the hard way.
Sometimes we
watch another person handle a situation and marvel at the use of tools we have
never seen or certainly don’t know how to use…
Sometimes
life throws things at us for which we have no tool, and we have to go to life’s
hardware store and, first, figure out what we need…then figure out how to use
it!
It takes
time, and effort…and, often, tears.
Sometimes we
feel the effects of actions taken by folks who don’t have the tools they need.
This is especially frustrating when we have worked hard – HARD! – to get a tool
and master its use.
I am
thinking that I must continually remind myself that such tools are a blessing, that
the price of learning to use them is one people can only pay in their own time…
In the paraphrased
words of Maya Angelou, we do what we know, and when we know better, we do
better.
My browsing
self, who knew so little about most of the tools I was seeing, got in the way
of people who were purposeful, who had been taught or taught themselves how to
use those tools.
They were
friendly and understanding…surely I can be the same when I encounter folks who
simply don’t have the necessary tools to handle life’s challenges.
Surely I can
point them in the right direction, be reasonably helpful and kind, be mindful
of the patience people had for me when I was short on tools.
How about
you?
Will you
join me?
We will talk again tomorrow…
BP
I’m
participating with The Nester in 31 Days of Examining My Heart.
This is Day
28.
You can find
all 31 Dayers here.
There are so many wonderful topics.
If you miss
any days in the series, you can find the introduction and each day's post here.
Beth Painter is a writer and motivational speaker. You can follow her on Facebook on the “Think Big focus small” page.
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