I became angry, bitter, provoked and hurt to think that he could steer the ship the other way and was reluctant to do so.
I even asked time and time again what the plan was to turn it around.
Sometimes I got an answer, many times it was just silence.I questioned knowledge, capability and intent of such a leader.
I grew impatient, many times acting on a whim, moody, upset sometimes, happy sometimes, then upset again. It wasn't a way to live.
Then finally I concluded- "This Captain is irresponsible!"
How can I truly trust someone to get this ship to safety if in fact they aren't responsible enough to even want to do it?
"Argh!" I complained and complained!!! All the more, my patience lessened.
Then as I continued on, making my case against him-I moved closer and closer to a broken glass that had my reflection. I was so shocked to see I was wearing the same badges as he. The hat was the same, and so was the uniform. The broken face and heart in the mirror made it clear to see that I had the wrong person labeled as irresponsible! When in fact, the missing hand print on the steering wheel was mine. All the while blaming him, I was the one who was supposed to steer the wheel. The ship is safe now.