Connections

I went to a Mexican Restaurant to eat alone tonight because Craig was full from a late lunch and he was working.

It ended up being just me and the waitress in the main dining room because it was close to closing time. We got talking about writing because I brought a library book in with me, “Writing For the Soul,” by Jerry Jenkins, copyright 2006, published by Writer’s Digest Books.

She is a graphic artist and I’m a writer and we got talking teenagers, and life, and choices since I mentioned I’m re-writing a novel for teens. We are both moms, although she’s much younger and mine are living on their own. We had a delightful conversation despite speaking of some heartbreaking situations.

I brought up a recent article I wrote on prostitution and sex trafficking that did not lift us up, but it led us to parenting discussions and teenage viewing habits on American television. Our tv shows hit Mexico’s airwaves, too, she mentioned.

She told me she called her niece and spoke to her about what she’s watching and tried to tell her to be careful what her eyes are taking in and what she’s listening to. She cares.

You never know what a day will bring. I finished my meal and headed home and let my husband know I arrived at the house so he could join me. I missed him, but God sets up connections that might only happen when a person is alone.

 

Driving Through the Snow

New York State has had such a mild winter, that as it’s gotten colder it seems harder to take. Being spoiled makes the cold seem cruel. Our “normal” came roaring into place today as my husband and I drove to our destination.

One thing great about being used to driving in snowy conditions: slowing down, and anticipating other drivers mistakes and giving them lots of room comes naturally.

(photo from boston.com)

We packed boots because we heard the snow would be heavier later in the day. I put some food in the car. I’ve been hearing about people being stranded in their cars due to the white stuff overfilling roads. I rarely do that, but I decided it wouldn’t hurt.

Even for such a short trip, I took precautions. Getting more careful as I age, I’ve noticed. 🙂

I’m hoping and many people are praying that my daughter’s winter wedding won’t keep guests away due to the weather. Friends and family keep extending kindnesses to my daughter and her fiance’. I even received a blessing this week. I was asked to provide a large dish of macaroni and cheese for the reception and I began fretting. How will I cook this, where will I store it? I started buying the ingredients a little at a time. Then a lady who used to attend our church offered to cook and store the food because she’s a caregiver for her husband and doesn’t leave the house much.”It’ll give me something to do.”

When my husband told me, I felt tension lift that I didn’t even realize weighed my body and my spirits down. I don’t know if I let out an ecstatic whoop or twirled like a kid, but my husband told people, “You should have seen her face. Happy? Delirious.”

Well, he probably wouldn’t use the word delirious, but that was the intent. And one thing great about living in New York State when the climate is behaving – we can store food outside and it’ll be refrigerated or frozen depending just how cold it gets in the winter. She said if need be, she’ll put it in her back yard under some metal container so the animals don’t get to it, all wrapped up.

God is so good to me at times I could cry. I’ve hit bumps in the road of life, but I’ve had so many answers to prayer, I believe I could write a thick book detailing them.

In the book of James, it says we have not because we ask not or because we ask amiss to spend it on our lusts – so God says, “No,” is what I think it means. I don’t remember praying about the macaroni dish, I think I was too busy wondering how I was going to manage. Sometimes God blesses because He can and He knows what we need; and I am so grateful. How has God met your need? Would you like to brag on Him? 🙂