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Inspiration or Not?

I think I've probably told you all about the cranky old man who lives across the way, who is such a thorn in the side of the HOA Board. It seems like at least one of us, if not more, will get an email or a phone call from him every other day, arguing about the accounts, and stirring up the rest of the cranky neighbors. It is an ongoing saga.

He sent a particularly cranky email the other night, demanding to see our contracts with the landscaper and the Property Manager, and it was all I could do to not reply back in an angry manner and just let him have it.  Believe me, I really wanted to, but I didn't. For the most part, I usually try to consider how the Lord would respond. And I never want to sink to the same level as the old man and be as miserable as he must be.

So Friday morning, as I was thinking and praying about this, I felt inspired about how I should reply and approach it, kind of using the same model as D&C 121. So I sent him a reply, and copied the board, where I called him on his bad behavior, but also left an opening for how I'd be willing to work with him. I also told him I only wanted to hear from him once a month. After I sent the email, I felt real good about it and was on quite the spiritual high. Unfortunately, the rest of the Board has had it "up to here" with him, so they didn't agree with me completely. I have to admit to being a little stunned. 

So it got me to wondering if what I felt as "inspiration" was really the case. And I still think it was. But just because I felt inspired, didn't mean that the rest of the Board didn't have a choice or an opinion. Though I like to think that maybe it at least influenced their eventual decision, as it was at least a creative one, although a lot more "hardball" than I had hoped.

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