My parents lived an amazing life. My siblings, all do amazing things as well. Every night after work, I’m reminded of this while driving home because I’ve found that’s the best place to talk uninterrupted with my Mom. She fills me in on all the goings on, big accomplishments and excitement of my brothers and sister. There are six of us kids, total, so there’s always a LOT to talk about. Then she’ll ask, “What have you been up to?”

I think about it. I try to come up with something exciting, but my life is usually the same; I go to work, (I don’t even work somewhere glamorous. I work in a grocery store) I come home and fix dinner, I feed the animals, including the hubby. *smirk* And I continue pounding away at the next installment of The Casa Bella Chronicles: The Iron Door.  So when Mom asks, “What have you been up to?” I usually reply, “The same old thing.” Most of the time this answer  seems fine. Sometimes, however, it kind of bothers me. Why can’t I live the exiting, traveled, glamorous life that everyone else in my family seems to. Everything’s the same. Day in, day out, nothing exciting to report, unless one of us get’s the flu, or I fall off a horse. (Which happens more often than I care to tell you)

The other day, at work, I was mulling this over with God and at the same time trying to do my job. I teach cooking in the middle of the store, for lack of a better explanation. I had just closed down for the night, I had a few leftovers, but no one seemed to be around and it was time to leave. Just as I loaded my cart to take everything to the wash sink, one of the most unfriendly customers I know walked by me. She usually stops by when food is available to taste and complain about poor customer service.

I was going to ignore her. I was going to head straight to the safety of the wash sinks and avoid her entirely, but then I got that nudge. You know the one. Where you’re certain the Holy Spirit is urging you to do something you really don’t want to.

I sighed, pulled my cart to the back, and made a heaping plate of what I had left. Ham, potatoes and asparagus. I grabbed a fork and a napkin and walked it out to her, all the while holding my breath.

The look on this lady’s face was worth my meager efforts. Her mouth dropped open, and a tear formed in the corner of her eye.

“Thank you.” She murmured.

I walked back to the wash room smiling. This is what life is about; listening for when God asks you to obey, and doing it. All the glamorous occasions in the world are empty in comparison to reaching a child of God, lost and hurting. Who knows her story? Not me, but God does. And by getting to play a small part in an act of kindness, maybe, just maybe, she’ll turn to God.

So I live a repetitious life in the eyes of many. If I actively keep my eyes open and my heart listening, God will make my dull life sparkle. He’ll make your life sparkle too.

Grace and Peace

Liz


8 Comments

Gail Kittleson · December 30, 2017 at 4:20 pm

I really enjoyed this, Liz. Keep up the good, MEANINGFUL work!

    Liz Galvano · December 30, 2017 at 4:24 pm

    Thank you so much Gail. Welcome to my internet home!

Gail · December 30, 2017 at 5:45 pm

Loved this, Liz. You made me laugh, sad, and thoughtful. Great post! ❤

    Liz Galvano · December 30, 2017 at 9:17 pm

    Thanks Gail! From you, it means a lot!

Adrienne · January 1, 2018 at 12:10 am

😇 Great job!

    Liz Galvano · January 1, 2018 at 2:24 am

    Thank you, my friend! Love you.

Nancy A · January 1, 2018 at 10:14 pm

This has such an important message. Thanks for the reminder that while we are going about our business, we need to be “listening” for the God nudges he has planned so we can make a difference
in someone’s day for Him.

    Liz Galvano · January 2, 2018 at 1:14 am

    Nancy, I’m glad, for once, I was listening! LOL!! Grace and Peace to you!

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