Silence

The other day was a bad day for me. It started out great. Got a couple new Shirts, and a sweet necklace.
And then we decided to go eat at buffalo wild wings. It's usually a fantastic place to eat. I decided to eat something a little healthier than my usual Mac and cheese. I ordered the grilled chicken tenders, while Joe went with wings. We wait an hour until finally we get our order. Except the waiter tries to give me crispy tenders. I kindly tell him I wanted grilled. He says no big deal and goes to correct it. Half an hour goes by and still nothing. I'm now thinking I should have just eaten the crispy ones. Joe reminds me that I don't like crispy. So I keep waiting. Another 15 mins go by and the waiter comes by and says it's going to be just a few minutes. I'm starving at this point but think, no problem. I can wait a few minutes. Another 20 minutes go by and now I'm seriously ticked off. Waiter comes by and says they've had problems in the kitchen all night due to remodeling and my food should be ready in a few minutes. By this time it's already a little after 9, so I tell them to forget about it and we'd like the check. The manager comes by and tells us she's comped the whole meal except for the drinks. Not wanting the server to suffer, we left him a 20 dollar tip because his service was good. We wanted him to get more than the restaurant that night. So we drive home and I get chicken from KFC. They skimped  me a piece and didn't put ice in my strawberry lemonade. Then we went to get ice cream cones and Baskin Robins had closed early. Then we got some from the gas station, and they were so frozen burnt I couldn't eat them and gave mine to Joe. I was so over the day. I got home and noticed my pendant on my new necklace was gone. Retraced our steps back to the car. Not there. I decided I was done, and started getting Sophia to bed. I lift her diaper bag off the ground and there it was. Woohoo.
We decided to watch the movie Silence.
It's a hard movie to get through. It's about Christians being persecuted in Japan in the 17th century. The only way to be free was to renounce Jesus.
Seeing that really smacked me in the face and reminded me that all my silly problems were first world problems and were nothing compared to what people are going through in other countries. I'm extremely blessed to have been brought up in a country where I can make my own choices and can worship Jesus freely. A lot of countries don't have that luxury. They still have to gather and worship in secret.
Humble us Lord. Help us not to forget about our brothers and sisters that are being persecuted every day just for loving you.