Love and submission

I had to learn a lesson on "Love and Submission" over the last few weeks. It has been both frustrating and painful. Half of me decried "mediocrity! and incompetence!" - why should I be made to suffer for another's problem? why should I be made to 'shoulder' the blame for others?
The other half of me remembered the two words that came so clearly from the start -"Love" and "Submission".

I had a choice - to be vintage wine or degenerate to undrinkable vinegar.

I made the choice to be wine. Against almost every grain in my body, I decided to submit and not argue my case further.

A door was closed yesterday. Almost as soon as that happened, another door opens.

Did God close that door to open another?

What shall I make of it?

What lesson lies ahead?