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Attitude Check

ATTITUDE IS EVERYTHING…
SO CHOOSE A GOOD ONE!
Okay Folks…

First off, springtime is here and March has been one of those glorious months for me.
Trust me, coming off the tail end of a difficult period. God has been blessing me and favoring me and I am just grateful.

Today, I want to talk about attitude and how we have to be careful of the attitudes we display.
I know everyone has moods, some good and bad and sometimes our bad moods hit us at inopportune times but we can do something about those moods right?

Well, I learned today that I have to be deliberate to keep my moods in check and have the right attitude despite how I am feeling. A friend from out of town asked me to do a huge favor and commit to picking them up early from the airport taking him in town to drop off something and then returning him to the airport. Now all of this I agreed to do on a Monday morning…

Well, nothing went right this morning, I got up a little late and rushed out; was caught in a deadlock of traffic, my phone did not work, I  arrived late after the scheduled flight and had to circle the airport at least four times, until I finally realize my friend did not arrive on schedule.

I decided to go to the service station close to the airport, to see if I could have access to a phone in order to call to my friend, however it did not work…so I  did not have a clue whether the flight came in or not.

So, I returned to the airport for the fifth time and there was my friend, who politely walked over and said Bahamasair's flight was one hour late. Well, I shrugged that is pretty much a usual thing.

Now, while all of this happening, I know I was feeling a little bit bothered and frustrated but I grinned and bore it. Trust me, I felt a mood coming on but I pushed through it, smiling and nodding in our conversations. As now I have to head in town to do a drop off and turn around again to drop my friend off to catch his International Flight well over the agreed time.

I dropped off my friend in town to deliver something and as he got back in the car he gave me an envelope and I asked what it was…he said Oh, nothing.

Well, after a while I got curious and opened the envelope, it was two roundtrip vouchers for  Bahamas air Flight and two US 100 dollar bills. I was totally in shock and in awe and inside feeling little guilty because I so wanted to be upset because nothing began right for my Monday. So here I am contemplating whether or not if my attitude would have been different, if I would have been a recipient of this gift?

Perhaps, not!
Perhaps, if I had the wrong attitude, my friend and I would have probably been at each other's throat and I would have lost out on my blessing. And a blessing it was…

All I am trying to say is this, every now and then we have to will ourselves to being positive when we can go way into the negative. Every now and then we have to check our attitudes and make sure that we always place our best foot forward. Maybe we can be intentional in keeping a smile on our faces, cause we may never know what blessings await us…

ATTITUDE CHECK…SMILE!!!

Unveiled to Be Transformed
-Keisha
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