Unwelcome Discoveries

I really did have a great birthday.
No kidding. It was wonderful. If only I could have let it be what it was instead of trying to make it the Norman Rockwell painting I thought I deserved.
I am a control freak.
No, it's true. I mean, normally I think that I am a laid back person. Relational more than task-oriented. Being more than doing. However, that's a normal day.
Today was different. Today was supposed to be MY day.
Entitlement stinks.
I could have planned it differently, been more intentional, all that but I am neither a planner, nor am I all that intentional on a regular basis. Things came up. Errands needed running. Clothes needed washing. What I thought would be a day of relaxed meditation turned into a busy running around day.
What was that thing about interruptions not being inconveniences but opportunities for growth? Yeah, I don't like that quote. I tend to see interruptions as inconveniences, as in "not now, I'm busy having my birthday!"
I really did have a great birthday. But it would have been better if I had taken the day as it came, being THANKFUL (there it is again!) of all the many gifts of God, including interruptions and errands and running around. Because all is grace.
All is grace. As a willing recipient, I am in wonder and awe. As an entitled child, I am asking, "why and what else do I get and why aren't you making this easier for me?"
All is grace and I still need to be open to thanksgiving and utter dependence and humility.
I am still a work in progress.
I need to remember: all is grace.