How easy is it to forget? Apparently, very easy… God always has a plan, big or small to grow us into being more like Christ. For some of us, the journey is hard as walls in our hearts are broken down. For others, it is easier – but the goal is always the same: to be like Christ.
So, no matter our circumstances, or where we find ourselves in life, we need to always give thanks? Why? Because it is commanded and it is God’s will.
This weekend we tried both nights (Friday night and Saturday night) to get people around for a visit. And everyone we phoned – and I mean everyone – was either away, or packing to go away, or had plans, or was busy… And I felt quite lonely and to be honest, quite scared. You see, I have always battled to make friends. When kids at school used to come visit me after school, my mom would land up entertaining them and I would sit in the room by myself. Eventually, they came to visit my mom and I became a nuisance. And so, I have never learnt to truly make friends. And my fear this weekend came about in that I don’t want Baby Girl to not have friends. And I do try – I really do try. But that is just how it worked out this weekend, and so, what do I have to grateful for – what is it, that in this situation, I can turn around to God and say, “Thank you”…?
Well, firstly, I want to say Thank You to God that on Friday night my mom was able to look after Baby Girl so hubby and I could run a 15 km race on Saturday. Had we had friends around on Friday night, this may not have happened.
And then, on Saturday morning, I am grateful that hubby ran 15 km with me. I am so slow, and I know I hold him back – he is a natural athlete – but he stayed with me the whole way and encouraged me when I really felt like giving up and wanted to walk. The result: I landed up running the entire 15 kilometers. I was as sore and as stiff as anything yesterday, but I must admit – I am feeling quite chuffed that I managed to do that.
On Saturday night we didn’t find anyone to come over and barbecue or socialise with, but I took Baby Girl to swim at her Grandpa’s house. We live right on the other side of town, and she hasn’t seen her Grandpa this year yet. It is shameful that we’re already in February, but she went to swim with her Grandpa and had a great time. And we had a great family night on Saturday night. It really was quite lovely, and to be honest, I was so tired after the run, I don’t think I would’ve been up to anything anyway.
Then yesterday, we pottered around at home and my brother, whom I haven’t seen in a long time, came around for a visit. He has lost 12 kg and is looking amazing. All he has done was quite out fizzy drinks and bread. Awesome! I know I’m addicted to sugar, and now need to follow suit.
So, it actually turned out to be a great weekend after all – and it was good to catch up with family that I hadn’t seen in a while.
I may very well land up being alone one day. And this thought does scare me. But, it is less likely if I sow the seeds of friendship and connection now, before old ages arrives…