This weekend I decided to go out and do
something I’ve been talking about for a long time.
I drove to Baton Rouge to see a very, very, dear friend of
mine.
Our friendship is the most random/creepy/hilarious thing,
ever.
We met 7 years ago because of a re-tweet on Twitter, and after stalking,
talking about Jesus, and learning that we HAD to be real friends, we met.
It
was probably 3 years ago when we met, four years after being Facebook friends
and talking on the phone, for the first time.
And this weekend, I drove down to
see her and hang out with her for the weekend.
It was so refreshing.
A scripture that’s been rolling around in my heart lately
is the scripture about not fearing man who can only kill body but to fear God
who can destroy soul and body in Hell.
When thinking of this scripture, I’m not interpreting it in
a fearful way.
I’m reading it in a… go out, be 100% yourself, love
outrageously, and if you want to say something that makes you scared or
nervous, do it anyway.
Because God is right there, and He already accepts you
through the Blood of Jesus.
And for me, someone who in this culture, is always faced
with the fear of rejection of people, this scripture has been life for me.
I’m a super planned person, I love to schedule things and
know what’s going on throughout the day, etc. I like to have control. To do the
things I like to do, and go places I like to go.
Well, going down to Baton Rouge was definitely something
I’ve never done.
I’ve never just got in my car and gone.
It was new, kind of scary, and exhilarating.
And on my drive there I made up in my mind that I was going
without any expectations.
I was going to do whatever Chelsea wanted to do,
wherever she wanted to go, and just enjoy a girl’s weekend.
When I pulled up to her house, another one of her friends
pulled up, and at first I was thinking, “I don’t know her, this might be
weird”.
Yet, I ended up connecting with her so much, and now, I can
tell she’ll be a lifetime friend just like Chelsea.
Another thing that happened, we were at the mall Saturday
around 8 and the mall was about to close, and we were about to get dinner. So
Chelsea was like,
“hey guys, do you guys want to walk to the restaurant or
drive to the other end of the mall?” and me being hot and kind of tired of walking
all day, I was all for driving, and Chelsea and the others with were like,
“it’s
not too far, we can walk”.
So, along the walk, Chelsea ran into a friend from her old
church and a guy apart of the outreach ended up talking to me and asked me out
for coffee the next day.
Had I been stuck in my ways, I would’ve never met him.
All I’m saying is that sometimes, because of being stuck in
our ways, we might miss out on things along the path that could be life
changing or just simple fun.
I’m learning that life is too short to talk about doing
things, and not actually doing them.
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