Sisters, I have to share something with you... something that I am not very proud of. I am being transparent with you though, because sometimes the moments that we aren't the most proud of, are the ones that cause the most growth. "Count it pure joy, my [sisters], whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance. Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to you." James 1:2-5
The other day, I went to a passport agency with hopes of getting my daughter a new passport, as hers has expired. The woman who "assisted" me was extremely rude, spoke to me in a condescending tone, and seemed to grow more agitated with each question I asked. Because my daughter's father is a contractor working overseas right now, and passport applications for minors require the signature of both parents, her case is one of unique circumstances. The woman who was "assisting" me, was NOT very forthcoming and did not seem especially intent on providing me with the necessary information to see that my daughter's application would be filed correctly and/or efficiently. I felt myself beginning to grow more and more agitated. I felt as a paying customer, I was not receiving respectful or courteous service.
*side note* I think this is a good time to share with you, a little something about me.