I have started taking a new medication after my doctor visit, and it makes me SLEEPY. My motivation and zing have become nonexistent at times.
So when I went to Walmart yesterday it was really difficult to focus on making a friend and sticking to my goal of making a friend a day. I wandered, spacey, through the aisles, put the items in my cart that I needed, but didn’t get anything going as far as a conversation went. It would have been so easy to follow my pattern of the past and just tell myself that it could wait for another day. I told myself that I wasn’t feeling up to it, and there wasn’t anyone to talk to.
But then I remembered my sisters who are trying to build good habits — coming to church more regularly, reading their Bibles more regularly — and I decided that I couldn’t encourage them to work on consistency if I couldn’t achieve it in my own life. So I told myself, “NO EXCUSES!”
I prayed for God to show me how to talk with someone before I left. Where on earth was I going to find this person? I saw people hanging around in the home fix-it department, ordering paint, looking at rollers. Perfect! I started conversing with a woman about her plans to paint her house. A woman of a “mature” age, she had red hair and the bluest eyes. She was recovering from a fall she had had off of her porch balcony where she broke both of her wrists, and she was finally able to paint again. She told me about her grandchildren, and even her great grandchildren. It wasn’t easy to talk to this woman because I felt tired and out of it, but I was doing it!
Then, as I walked towards the checkout, I made a comment to the nurse giving flu shots, and we started having a great conversation. We talked about health challenges we have and she gave me some good insight into, of all things, parathyroid function. (I think mine might be deficient, I am going to get it checked.) She looked way too young to have grown children, but she told me about her daughter who is in the Navy. But best of all, we talked about church, and how she would like to start attending somewhere regularly. I gave her an invitation.
God is good! I am so glad to have had victories. It feels great to get a little further out of my longtime rut.
(Jesus) said to another man, “Follow me.” But he replied, “Lord, first let me go and bury my father.” Jesus said to him, “Let the dead bury their own dead, but you go and proclaim the kingdom of God.” Luke 9:59-60