So last night Richard came back at around 2am while I was asleep and started playing CS. It woke me up and was keeping me awake and I was getting really angry. I kept on praying "God, don't let me loose it." So finally I popped up and almost lost it, but told him to stop in a round-about, irritated way. It wasn't explosive, but it was pretty hateful. So eventually after a few minutes I apologized for being T.O-ed, I figured he had a bad day. It was really hard to get the words out.

My mind was like "why should YOU say sorry. He should be the one that's sorry isntead of being mad because you told him to stop playing!" But I realized, I am most responisible of my own actions to God. I think God helped me realized Richard had a bad day... Even if he was wrong, I still need to respond in the right way. I will be more careful in the future of how I articulate my irritation.

So maybe a lesson to the masses can be learned from this. Apply your faith to your life. When things irritate you, when people offend you, or whatever, you still must be a light for Christ when you tell people to stop doing stuff and rebuke them.