I was thinking about the people in my life who I do not believe carry their own weight and me doing more than my fair share of work, carrying the burdens.
I instantly had an image of myself as a pack mule….a big, strong mule able to carry my weight and twice that on my back.
Then I thought about all the other mules. These mules are not as strong. Some have other skills besides hauling stuff, some are younger, some older. They are not carrying the load I feel I am carrying. I became almost blinded by anger and resentment because they are not doing the work load I believe they should be doing.
AND at the end of the day all of us mules are getting the same amount of food!
But I carried the most weight! I did my best work!
And then it hit me. The other mules, they did their best work too.
That single thought took away my anger and resentment.
I may not be happy that the other mules did not carry the same amount of weight as me, but I was given the amount of weight because I could carry it.
They were given what they could carry, and no it won’t always be equal.
Perhaps they could have carried the load better with proper attention, guidance and training….but they did the best they could.
Now, I feel like an ass…
Next time I am quick to judge on a job or task that is done, I will ask myself…did that person to the best job they are able to?
And if they didn’t… well, there will be another lesson in that I am sure.