My son and I were talking on the way to school last week. We’d been playing at our children’s museum a few days earlier and they have a pretend grocery store with play money.at the registers. As we were headed to school, Reed said, “Mom, wouldn’t it be cool if you could make lots of play money and use it in real stores and no one would know!?!” And that is how he learned about counterfeiting.
Because asking for help is a challenge for me, I’m more likely to drop obscure hints and hope someone miraculously clues in and helps. It’s not the best solution. And by “not the best” I mean that it rarely works the way I want it to. However, the more God is pointing out this flaw in me the more I’m having eyes to notice others around me constantly throwing out the obscure hints for help. I call it the “silent ask.”
Connections take effort. Friendships take work. Developing these relationships can be awkward. But, as with many things, the risk is worth it all. But HOW do we start? WHERE do we begin?…Friendships don’t happen overnight. And, unfortunately, sometimes it takes numerous attempts before you find a true friend among the fringe friends. BUT! Just because it may take a while, doesn’t mean the process or attempts are in vain. If nothing else, as we actively seek out friendships, we become bolder and more confident in who we are, and what we have to offer. We learn the things we value in a friendship and we learn how to be more of the type of friend we wish to have.
There’s times in this season where I just don’t want to. I don’t want to clean. I don’t want to nurture. I don’t want to turn on Elmo one. more. time. I don’t want to have people over. I don’t want to go out for coffee. I don’t want to pick up groceries for someone else. I don’t want to. But my “want to” doesn’t really matter. See, the thing I really do want to do is glorify my Heavenly Father who has given me far more abundantly more than I could ever ask or imagine. (Ephesians 3:20) More than sleeping past 5:30am. More than a clean house. More than not being interrupted by the sound of “Mommy. More than all of these momentary “fixes”, I want to bring honor to my Father. So that means that it doesn’t matter where I land on the “Want-To-O-Meter”; being a good friend brings God glory. Serving others brings God glory.