Way out of my comfort zone
Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2010 5:42 pm
I haven't written in my journal for the past two or so days. About a month ago there was a woman who came to our Bible study. I don't know her very well, but she seems to have a close and powerful relationship with God. Just knowing how much He loves her as her Abba, Daddy. She has wonderful trust in God. She said she had to have surgery on her knee, torn meniscus, but she couldn't have it because the doc said she had to have someone with her for the first night. I volunteered because I know I need to step up to the plate. If I say I love God? I have a job where I type at home so I can rearrange things to a degree. Thursday came. The surgery went well. But I was so out of my comfort zone because I was serving someone and I am not used to that. My husband is retired. He has always been the cook of the house. So he does all of that stuff. While over at Debra's house, I was really stressed. I felt like a chicken with my head cut off (but God is greater!). Debra told me always let God be our period (punctuation mark) at the end of our sentences. So "God is greater" is my punctuation mark on that negative thought. I cooked cornbread for her. Heated up the soup my husband had made. Tried to be there to get her what she needed. This morning I made her scrambled eggs, waffle on her waffle iron and heated up some sausage. I certainly hadn't planned on all that. But it was good for me so appreciate what my husband does.
Today when I was supposed to go home, it seemed she was feeling a little more poorly and asked if I could spend tonight with her as well. This is tough because I was so looking forward to going home and being back in my comfort zone. But I told her yes. But I was going to go home for a little and get a shower and relax a bit and then come back. This is where I am now. While here, I had to analyze some of my reactions. Some thoughts were: feeling put out and not having a right attitude. I am trying to relate my learning to serve with the way Jesus served us, even unto dying on the cross. I am going back tonight hopefully seeing through His eyes her need. I really, really hope she doesn't ask me to stay tomorrow as well. I know I am not up to that.
Today when I was supposed to go home, it seemed she was feeling a little more poorly and asked if I could spend tonight with her as well. This is tough because I was so looking forward to going home and being back in my comfort zone. But I told her yes. But I was going to go home for a little and get a shower and relax a bit and then come back. This is where I am now. While here, I had to analyze some of my reactions. Some thoughts were: feeling put out and not having a right attitude. I am trying to relate my learning to serve with the way Jesus served us, even unto dying on the cross. I am going back tonight hopefully seeing through His eyes her need. I really, really hope she doesn't ask me to stay tomorrow as well. I know I am not up to that.