I have asked forgiveness for being so angry with our previous bus driver. I, too have done someone wrong. I probably had them yelling and screaming for my shortcomings as well. This is why Jesus died on the cross for all of our sins.
Why was I so angry I had a summer I did not expect. My daughter needed so much attention I was not aware of. She is still growing up and have so many challenges. Presently, (I had to get her permission first) she has a mental illness. We discovered when she was in 5th grade, but hindsight I think it has been apart of her since birth. I also discovered before conceiving her I had a kidney disease and my doctor suggested I abort her. No, I did not and she has only been a blessing in my life. Mental illness has been apart of my life by other family members. So, when I begin to see behavior I recognized in my relatives I jumped on it right away. I wanted to get help asap, yesterday.
In our county I live in, the health department were very helpful. We, my little family were a team and still is. Whitney became the best clientele for all the social workers there. She was known as the "functional one". Her social worker and others wanted to know why was Whitney doing so well. Our team had one captain, who is God (Yahweh). We communicated to each other and with others outside our family and we watched our attitudes. We obeyed God's word. So, we were not perfect we made plenty of mistakes, but communicating even when it is bad is only how it gets better.
Whitney came home today from school with a genuine smile on her face and told me how she met her challenges. She told me she had a good day. Praise God!
Tonight we had a bible study and the best scripture out of it, 1 John 4:4 You are of God, little children and have overcome them because He who is in you is greater than " he who is in the world".
The rest of the read verses 5-19 is the continued message for all of us.
"We love Him because He first loved us."
My family use this motto we learned at a YMCA camp I worked at once, "I'm third". This phrase means,God is first, Others are second, and I'm third.
Yes, that's why I'm blessed today and yesterday. Tomorrow belongs to HIM.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Venting
Good evening, I'm trying to keep up a frequent blog. I will not promise to write daily only when the wind blows my way.
What prompt me tonight I have two events that had me shouting out loud this week. The first thing is I have been riding the community public transportation because right now our 1989 Buick has been a lame duck for over a year I think. So, now we ride buses and commuter trains. Well on Monday, I was furious at bus driver I semi know of. I've ridden his bus three times. Each time I had I seen him he was so inconsiderate and behave as it's his personal bus and we have the privilege to ride it.
The first time I encountered his rude behavior is when Whitney, my daughter ran ahead to stop the bus (the tortoise and the hare) she got on and ask to wait I was coming. Well he grumbled to Whitney "don't you know people have to work". How does he know I was going to work too! ( Assisting my daughter to register for school and go to another appointment). Noo... he may be thinking we were going to the Oak Brook shopping Center at the end of line.
The second time I had the privilege of seeing him encounter with another passenger. An independent disabled passenger with a scooter chair. This "young" elderly lady got on a Schiller and Palmer Dr. and was very talkative to the driver and another passenger. I heard her mentioned to the driver she wanted to get off at Vallette, which is about 3/4 of a mile on the route from previous stop she got on. However, he was grumpy he did not willfully want to help her with the locks on the handicapped folding chairs and belts for her scooter. What he did next is missed her stop not by one stop but at 3-4 bus stops, he let her out at Butterfield Rd. a major dangerous stop, after she asked again she wanted to get off a Valette.
Each time an episode happened I said nothing. First, I was delaying the bus, I did say I was sorry that I had hard time running (I am a turtle) I walk slow too. Second time, I was trying to believe perhaps the other passenger asked for the stop because she got off the Vallette stop. Noo I was sure it the 'scooter chair lady' because she just talking all the time she rode. Again, the bus driver was rude to her when she found out she had missed her stop too.
Yesterday was the last straw. I HAD IT WITH THIS BUS DRIVER, I want his number I want to report him. This time he put me in a bad mood and I was going with Whitney to assure her about the route to school. This situation did not help Whitney's nervousness. What he did I'm sure is not in the job description. Whitney and I got on bus at Metra train station parking lot, each bus I ever taken here has always waited at least 5 MINUTES before departing. Each bus north and southbound. The station is only a few yards from the bus sign. (I'm terrible with measurements so I'm not going to guess-timate it.) Whitney and I were sitting in the bus shelter ( we were counting our money) when the bus drove up quietly, not breaking, mind you when you hear the breaks spitting out air to stop. He dro-ve right by us. Previous drivers have stopped and open the bus doors to see if anyone is boarding or looking towards the train station doors for would be passengers. Not Mr. Grumpy Pacebus driver he just drove right by with no hesitation. Again, I asked Whitney (the hare) to catch the bus. She was able to because the train gates were slowing rising and he saw her and open HIS doors to HIS bus. She asked him what was direction was he going. We did not even read the sign on the front of the bus. We were blessed he was not going our way.
I still want to make a formal complaint. I just need his number. Or should I just confront and tell him about his behavior then get arrested that I'm harassing the driver. However, my mood was bad when we did get the correct bus I told that Mr. Nice Pacebus driver about the previous driver. Pause
I found the Executive Inspector online where I can get form on pdf file. So, now I'm ready I will not sit nonchalantly while riding your bus Mr. Grumpy.
The other event has to do with Pioneer Woman on the Foodnetwork. I think I tell you another time. I got a chicken to brine for tomorrow dinner. I feel better. I get to shout quietly!
Good night, May God Bless you night, sweet dreams.
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