i've been listening to some contemporary gospel lately =)
song: yolanda adams - victory // download HERE // lyrics HERE



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this is along the same lines as the shortcut post.

the metra really is interesting. today the train was late about 8min again. i grew quite impatient wondering why the train on random days was always 8min late. but in some ways, there is a pattern. so if they recognize this pattern, why don't they modify the schedule so that people like me don't show up to the station early and have to wait 8 more minutes? i got on the 5:12pm train heading towards lake cook rd. and the train was cruising nicely from western ave. all the way to golf (about 7 stops) and suddenly it comes to a halt. i'm thinking, oh maybe a train ahead of us is still at the golf station, that's cool. then an announcement comes on and it says that there was a pedestrian accident at the station and that we need to wait until it clears up. and the usual, "sorry for the inconvenience, thank you for your patience." i must've zoned out during the "thank you for your patience" bit b/c i was pretty impatient. i kept on switching songs like every minute, i was getting antsy, i started to play games on my mp3 player, i wanted to get up and sing & dance, i wanted to lay down, i wanted to start running to my stop, maybe i'd get there faster. 30 minutes passed by and i was getting really anxious wondering what in the world was going on. is that person okay? did he/she get to the hospital? what kind of "incident" was this? how many trains are stopped behind us? i wonder what the guy next to me is thinking. i called my mom to let her know that i'm gonna be coming home later than usual. i was getting very hungry as well. 45 mintues passed and i wanted to pass out. i tried to fall asleep but i didn't wanna miss my stop. i had to go pee reeeal bad, too. but the man next to me was sleeping and i was figuring out ways to jump over him. but they were all futile attempts in my mind, so i gave up and he suddenly woke up as if he were reading my mind! so i excused myself and went to the bathroom. and while i was in the bathroom, the announcement came on that we were gonna be moving. an entire HOUR elapsed before the train could start moving. this is also during rush hour. imagine how many trains were clogged up behind us. -__-;;

it's not like i had something important at home that i needed to rush. what was i running towards? what was so bad about staying on the metra? i got my book, i got my music, everyone's minding his/her business. and i learned a simple lesson of one of the fruits of the spirit: patience. The train was jam packed with people and i don't think i heard anyone raise their voice about the situation. and even though i was screaming on the inside for the darn train to start moving, i was impressed that no one actually voiced their insides. but it's not about just keeping it inside. but Jesus warns us about heart motives in matthew6. murder is not only the actual action of killing someone, but even hating is an act of murder. the heart motive. just b/c i don't yell at the conductor or stomp around the train in frustration doesn't mean that inside i'm sinning. i'm always taught this lesson. but i guess i like writing about it so i can remember next time i'm impatient like this again. =)

this week is gonna be BEEEAUTIFUL. sunny sunny sunny ! i just wish the temp was juuust a tad lower. low to mid70s is perfect for me. ^ ^