Trip into town

I was driving down the road towards town. After only one day up on the mountain I felt the need to see some other people again.

I had a whole shopping list of things to get from the supermarket for some other people.

The morning had been great so far. Being on the mountain with a bunch of people who were deeply in love with and committed to Jesus was a huge blessing. We prayed a lot and just spent so much time talking to Jesus and asking him questions.

I came up to the crossroads near the supermarket... There was only one in town. I noticed the fast food restaurant right next to it...

The music changed to a fast paced song I really liked, so I turned it up a bit more.

That one second of not paying attention to the road did it... I took the turn, but the supermarket, that had just been there a second ago, had disappeared. Gone! One second it was there, and the next it was gone.

I drove around circles for the next few minutes, but to no avail. I could not find the supermarket for the life of me! Supermarkets don't just disappear, do they?

What happened? It didn't make sense. I drove slowly back to the main road. Still, I couldn't see the supermarket anywhere. Where was it?

I finally turned to the man in my passenger seat. He was trying to find the next good song on my ipod. He seemed totally into it, but I knew that he knew that I was lost. It had happened before.

He stopped playing around with the ipod and turned to me: 'Do you want to talk about this?' he asked.

I frowned. Here we go again, I thought. It was my fault! I do know better than that. Why could I never remember?

I sighed. 'Sorry. I just didn't think... Again.'

He smiled and said ' Oh, no worries. I totally enjoyed the drive and listening to your music was great. I just wish you would talk to me more. I want to hang out with you, hear your opinion on this music, have a discussion on dress codes or funny accents. So what do you think?'

'Me too. Thanks Jesus! Sorry I don't include you at times. Oh, and would you please help me find the supermarket?'

'Make a left here!'

I was born ready

It was just one of those days and I was sitting in the half dark room. It was pretty much time to go, but in all honesty I could not be bothered.

I had long lost all enthusiasm to go and encounter those people. There was a day not long ago when I sat there and realized that there's nothing in common between me and those people. Nothing! So that little fact quenched all excitement in me to actually get up and get going.

There were questions in me about the validity of their concerns and their ambitions. I didn't know and couldn't figure out when or even if they were lying to me. The whole situation was complicated...

Only he knew.

I heard the door go and realized he had come in.

'You know, you will have to go eventually.'

'I know... Just a couple more minutes.'

We sat in silence. I loved those moments. Knowing that he was there, knowing that, even though he knew everything about me, he still liked me and liked being around me.

He put his hand on my shoulder and I started crying. Crying about my own lack of enthusiasm, about those people and where they were at and crying, because there was still so much hurt and nobody around me understood me. Or that's how it felt

But having him there helped me to calm down, take some time and breathe. Like right now... When I just wasn't quite ready to face the world.

He was going to be there for me, so it was safe to get up and go. I looked up and saw him smile at me! Sometimes those moments were all that got me through the day these days. I suppose that's a good thing.

'Ready?', he asked.

I grinned back! 'Jesus! I was born ready... You know that!'

He laughed, gave me a nuggie and we finally got going.