WWJD
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It was my day off from work. As a part of my self-care routine, I try to maintain boundaries between my work life and my personal life.
Therefore, when I checked my text messages and saw that there was one from a work colleague, my antenna went up. On reading the message, it went even higher and began quivering with an emotion somewhere between annoyance and anger, mixed with disappointment. My colleague and I had previously had several discussions about the matter at hand.
I felt that the tone of this message undermined the parameters we had established. As I tried to process the many emotions that were swirling around inside me, I chose not to respond to the message. After all, this was my day off, and besides, I needed time to cool down.
I then began to ponder WWJD—what would Jesus do? When I returned to work the following day, I was secretly relieved that my colleague was absent.
Unfortunately, I had let the sun go down on my wrath, and I was still annoyed.
However, thoughts of WWJD kept swirling in my mind.
Halfway through the morning, a crisis situation developed that necessitated my colleague being physically present at work. We bumped into each other in the hallway and quickly debriefed about the present crisis. As my colleague was about to move away to other business of the day, I seized the opportunity to bring up the issue that was still causing me some discomfort.
We were able to share our respective points of view and come to an amicable conclusion. I felt relieved after our conversation.
Now I could peacefully continue not only my day but also my ongoing working relationship with my colleague. As I later reflected on that situation and the whole process that led to a positive resolution, it made me think of the ways God comes through for us if we only let Him. True, I did not offer a formal down-on-my-knees prayer about the situation.
However, I think that pondering WWJD was a prayer of sorts.
I believe that God heard my heart’s desire to be like Jesus and to do things the way Jesus would. Thank You, Lord, for knowing my heart’s desire is to be more like You, and thank You for listening to and responding to even informal and unspoken prayers!
Doreen Evans-Yorke
