Recently my husband and I moved. With the move came a new church. For months now I’ve been hoping someone would sit by me in the meetings or extend a welcome more than the regular small talk. I had it wrong the whole time though! I found out I didn’t need the people there as much as they need me.
You see, even though I went through a bunch of garbage as a kid, even though I feel shy and unsure of myself almost all the time, even though sometimes I feel directionless and like I’m not much help to my husband, even though I’m new and don’t really know how everything runs yet… I’m one of the strong ones. I’m one that had enough knowledge and experience to make some really good choices at the critical time of young adulthood. I’ve got a wise and supportive husband. I have a long term goal for life and I’m on my way there, even if in the present I’m having a hard time deciding on goals. We don’t have loads of money, but we manage what we do have well. I’m still struggling with making nutritiously balanced dinners, but I don’t depend on boxed or frozen foods for our dinners. I’m doing pretty well. And most of all, I have time on my hands which many people around me don’t have for one reason or another.
I realized today I can do some good for others. I can do for them some things they can’t do for themselves. I can make their lives a little easier and a little more pleasant. In the meantime I won’t waste my time feeling sorry for myself, especially since I’ve got it pretty good.
So no more waiting around for friends to find me. I’m inviting a family over for dinner this week. I’m babysitting an infant free of charge two days a week for who knows how long. I’m going to find someone with a truck to help move an unwanted appliance from someone’s porch. I’m going to do what I can, and it’s gonna be good.
