Relationships

The Joy of Errands

When visiting friends … I always find it more interesting to run errands with them

Melissa Kirsch, NY Times

Errands with friends is a new trend. It’s good to know I’m not weird. My favorite memories of friends and family include running errands.

My neighbor Mary and I made a Target run for a small bookcase. Over a decade later, I look at that bookcase and remember standing in the Target aisle and her reasons why white was a better choice than the teal I had my heart set on.

With Mary at a Christmas party

My friend Kathy and I walked miles together and shared many a meal. My fondest memory is a Costco run. We shared a basket. The clerk asked, “Are you friends?” We looked at each other and laughed.

The only thing I remember about Kim’s visit to Texas is our grocery trip. She marveled that I could drive a stick. She gave up.

When my son calls while he runs errands, I trace his route in my mind. When we visited him in Colorado Springs, I enjoyed accompanying him on errands more than visiting the Garden of the Gods.

Let’s run some errands together.

God's Faithfulness, Relationships

Evil For Good

Do not repay evil for evil or reviling for reviling, but on the contrary bless, for to this you were called, that you may obtain a blessing.

1 Peter 3:9 (ESV)

It may be hard to repay evil with blessing, but shouldn’t it be easy to repay good with good? Apparently not.

If anyone returns evil for good, evil will not depart from his house.

Proverbs 17:13 (ESV)

For years, our family read a chapter of Proverbs after dinner. With thirty-one chapters, we read the one that corresponded to the day of the month. Therefore, I’ve read Proverbs chapter 17 many times.

However, I recently saw Proverbs 17:13 differently—as a call to prayer. I love people who have returned evil for good, and as the decades rolled by, I have seen evil not depart from their households.

I’m especially concerned about someone who returns good by tossing evil like confetti. I care deeply about this person, so I want her to know our gracious God who is slow to anger, abounding in mercy, and ready to forgive. Prayer is my best weapon against her evil.

I will fear no evil, for you are with me. Psalm 23:4 (ESV)

Family, Parenting, Relationships

A False Narrative

The movie I Tonya dramatized the 1994 assault on Olympic figure skater Nancy Kerrigan and its aftereffects. The screenwriter said the film was about

Things we tell ourselves in order to … live with ourselves … how we change the narrative and then want that to be the narrative.

Steven Rogers

This is devastating to those having a false narrative imposed upon them. Some friends and I are in that group.

Yet, I have done the same. I told friends that my parents rarely read to me as a preschooler, and few picture books were in our home. I spoke the truth, I thought, until I poured over letters my grandmother had saved. (See here.)

Mollie calls her new Mother Goose book Mommy Goose.

Mollie knows the Three Billy Goats Gruff by heart.

letters to my grandmother
The owner of Mommy Goose

My false narrative is minor but still unfair to my parents.

How do we fight back? Prayer is the best offense once the false narrative is held tightly. We can prepare by telling the stories and showing the photos that contradict the seeds being planted by the enemy of our souls who wants to divide people, especially families.

Relationships

Everyone Has a Back Story

Long before the backstory of the Wicked Witch of the West was written and became the musical and movie Wicked, my husband would regularly remind me that everyone has a backstory. Backstories typically prompt kindness or forgiveness or looser standards. I never thought of back stories having glory until one morning at Costco.

A favorite employee was giving samples of an electrolyte drink. I said I would ask my husband his opinion as he used electrolyte drinks during training for marathons.

I never ran. but I started cross-country skiing at the age of eight. When I was fourteen, I won a silver medal, which I still have. A Russian won the gold.

Maria from Poland

I hope to learn more.

I recently attended the memorial services of a neighbor. We had casually chatted in our yards—usually about flowers. I now know she helped raise baby twins when she was a teenager and later raised her sister’s children. She mentored a teenage co-worker and sewed the teen’s prom dresses.

I wish I could know more.

I’ve thought many times how interesting my family and friends are. Now I want to learn their backstories.

What is your shareable but unshared backstory?

Friendship, Relationships

Included and Remembered

My 4th of July birthday has special advantages. My mother yearly pointed out that my father and much of the nation had the day off. Friends and family members mentioned the fireworks. Uncle Gene’s standard joke was,

I called the White House, and they scheduled fireworks over the Capitol for you.

In 1958, The Greensboro Daily News wanted a photo of a child turning one on the 4th of July. The assigned photographer knew my parents.

I had just finished my nap when the photographer arrived.

The best part of a July 4th birthday is never mentioned. My birthday and I are not forgotten.

As I read my birthday wishes and know others are thinking of me as they celebrate—they tell me they do—I reflect on the beginning of those relationships. Inclusion. How can I resist someone who includes me in their life? How blessed I have been from including others in mine.

There is no single “magic” moment that defines the start of a friendship.

Anonymous

I know the intent of the quote, but I disagree. All friendships can be traced to a moment of inclusion, whether we remember that moment or knew where it would lead.