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"Control your temper, for anger labels you as a fool."
Ecclesiastes 7:9

I experienced a first last week and saw a new side of Disney World. This part of Disney can only be experienced by a certain group of people and though it may not be a huge deal, it was exciting for me. On the first morning of our vacation, I rose early to go on a jog. The front desk gave me a small map, showing me the route along the resorts on our road. As I walked/jogged along, I saw something on the sidewalk I'd never seen at Disney World before. I've been to Disney six times and for the very first time, I saw this:


Now, I know this isn't exactly an extraordinary thing to see, but I realized something as I continued forward. These "Run Disney" symbols are only displayed on jogging paths at Disney World. If I hadn't been convicted to jog two months ago, I could have gone my entire life without seeing this neat little circle. 

As I've been on this journey, I have made an effort to not seek outside approval for my exercising endeavors. So seeing this was like an extra boost of encouragement for my soul. I know it might sound silly, but it's true. This "Run Disney" stamp on the sidewalk literally made my entire week.

As I prayed that morning, I thought about my tendency to micromanage everything about our Disney vacations, and in life in general. I can't seem to help it. I want us to be able to do anything and everything we want in the five short days we are there. But, I'll admit, I tend to get a little crazy with it. If a hitch arises, or someone disagrees with my plan, I don't cope well. In fact, I lose it a little. I so desperately did not want that during this trip, so during my jog, I prayed hard that the Lord would help me. I wanted to encourage my family to enjoy our vacation, not wish they hadn't even gone with me!

When I finished my run, I opened my email on my phone to read my daily devotion from Proverbs 31 Ministries. The devotion was literally God speaking right to me. It was called "The Micromanaging Mama" and you can read it here. I think the title alone explains how much this devotion was meant for me! I could not believe it.

But taking a look at that first verse really tore at my heart. 

"Control your temper, for anger labels you as a fool."

How true it is! Every time I lose my temper, or come unglued, I look like a fool. Especially when it's over something silly like missing a chance to take Jack to meet another character at Disney World. I know deep down that it's foolish to get angry, but I do it anyway and regret it later. Our vacation is over now, and while I did have my "unglued" moments, I have peace that I did better than years before. My goal now is to remember that verse in day-to-day life because I want to be regarded as a woman of wisdom, not a fool! 

Losing my temper, especially over things that don't really matter, is definitely foolish. I just pray that God gives me the wisdom and ability to control mine more often.

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