This weekend was pretty much a blur. While at a craft show with my mom, we got a call from my dad that my grandfather had been taken to the hospital with chest pains. He has been dealing with heart problems for a long time now, so phone calls like this are not completely without warning. A bit later he was flown to the Heart Hospital in OKC. I posted this info on my facebook and asked my friends to please pray for his health and safekeeping. I have awesome friends. Yesterday afternoon I received phone calls, text messages, and e-mails all day offering encouraging words, loving hearts, and prayer.
I was touched by the people who took time from their lives to think of me and my family. I admit that it also hurt, that I didn't get word from some friends that I expected to. Now, I don't know why I allowed my feelings to get hurt. Just because they did not express their concern directly to me, doesn't mean they didn't offer it indirectly. Never the less, it did hurt. And the more I thought about it, the more it hurt. Surely if they were really my friends, they would at least call. Right? At least, that's what I would do! Isn't it???
OUCH! How many times have I been a good friend at heart, but bad in practice? I am terrible at picking up the phone to reach out or catch up. Many times I avoid "the phone call" because I simply don't know what to say. I wonder how many of my friends have been hurt by me and I never even knew? It's not that I don't care, I just get too "busy" to take time to express it. I pardon myself with the thought that they will understand. I mean, I have a job, a husband, a 4 1/2 year old, twin 2 1/2 year olds, and a jewelry business. Who has time to care! Sometimes I treat the people in my life more like possessions. Like a new toy that you are enamored with at first, but you grow tired of it after a few months. So, we look for a new toy to replace the excitement of the old. Then, when the new toy breaks, we run back to the old one, but the batteries are dead!
This post is really written for myself. It's a reminder for me to keep the batteries charged in my toys. To take time to play with old toys and new toys alike. Each one offers a special joy that the others cannot. So, a sincere thanks to all of my awesome friends; old and new! I hope that you all know how much I love and care about each of you, even though I fail miserably at showing it!
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Leslea, you are wise to turn it around and try it on before you come down too hard on folks. Don't be too hard on yourself, though. You have a really full life and those who know and love you surely takk all that into consideration. I think most folks are full of admiration for you and all you do so well.
ReplyDeleteI love the honesty of your posts. I'm so glad you have this blog so that through it and FB we can keep up with you all while we're gone. You have great ideas and I love you for sharing them.
We're keeping Nelson in our prayers, and you all, too.
Love,
Jo