Sometimes understanding is about more than speaking the same language. Sometimes it involves patience and compassion. This evening I didn’t understand why the wifi in my house worked for me and not for J. He tried to explain it. I thought I didn’t need to understand it. I called S and he tried to help us fix it. I unplugged something and then neither of us had wifi access. (Omigosh! We might die without wifi!)
Understanding that S had a really hard day, I didn’t want to unplug anything else in the house before checking with him. I waited until I heard from him again. Then S told me to unplug another box and voila, the internets work! I don’t have to understand why.
Now, here’s where my understanding lacked compassion. I lost my patience when I lost wifi access. I didn’t yell but I was clearly flustered. J could sense I was upset so he went to take a walk. He understands computers a heck of a lot more than I do. He may have known what things to unplug but I didn’t want to take the chance of screwing up any work for S.
I think I was trying to be compassionate for one person who I knew was already having a bad day. I could have been more patient while trying to resolve the wifi problem.
This seems like a silly way to talk about understanding, patience and compassion but it’s the best example I have today. I’m calling on Kuan Yin to hear the cries of those without internet. Maybe tomorrow it will be for something more profound.
Note: This series was inspired by the Month of Written Devotion idea. If you want to participate, go there for the list of daily prompts.