Yay for Friday!!
Time for the kind of writing where you open up your thoughts and let them all spill out on the
No editing. No overthinking. Just let it spill out, and see what you get.
The thing that makes it fun is that you can only write for 5 minutes. No cheating! ;)
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I’m not a risky kind of girl.
I like safe.
I like plans and schedules, and knowing what comes next.
I’m not an introvert, but not quite an extrovert. That’s possible, right?
I like things calm.
I don’t like confrontation.
I like making people happy. Making others comfortable. Doing for others. Bringing Joy to others.
I have a servant heart, but I could also be labeled as a “Good Girl”. Thanks Emily!
But then God comes along.
He comes along with His nudges.
With His assignments.
He comes along asking me to tell share some words with someone. This someone is far wiser than me….how could they possibly need to hear anything that I have to say?
He asks me to go and visit with someone that I don‘t know from Adam‘s house cat. WHAT!?! What do I say? How do I introduce myself? I am so not good at conversation starters. What do I do, walk up, knock, and say, “Hi, You don’t know who I am, but God does and He sent me to visit with you.” (Insert door slammed in face).
He asks me to take a meal to someone.
Now on the surface this sounds easy enough. However, I’ve actually experienced this nudge, and the person He called me to deliver the meal to was not sick, no one had died, they weren’t struggling financially….nothing. So you see my dilemma. I offered all of these excuses to God, and He told me in His most stern get-going-and-do-it-already voice, “Just take the meal”.
RISK, RISK, RISK!
So, I did. I let the family know that I would be bringing a meal so that they won’t plan anything for supper that night. The first thing out of their mouth was…”Why?” I’m sure the look on my face was priceless…where’s a hidden camera when you need one. So I said the only thing I could have said….”Because God told me to.” ….to which they said….”Oh!”
Never found out why they needed that meal. Probably never will.
In the end, the risk was worth it.
What looks like risk to us is always a perfect plan to Him.