Several times in my life I have caught myself saying, “I SWEAR my life is a movie!” It seemed the most unique moments and events happened to me. Like the time I hit a customer’s brand new white truck at Chili’s! As I just stood there dumbfounded, the lady came out to see why I was standing by her car for sooo long. I remember telling her in one breath:
“I’msorryIwasn’tlookingandIhityourtruckandI’msorryandIdidn’twanttoleavebuthereismyinsurance andIamSorry!”
To which she replied, “Awww, is that why you’ve been standing here? Come on in and have some chips and salsa.” I mean, who does that when you’ve hit their brand new truck with your ‘hope it starts’ metal box? Or how about the time I was impressed to give my car away and ended up without a vehicle for two years…yeah, that’ll learn ya.
Although most of the random moments are so crazy they demand laughter, a few are heartbreaking, embarrassing, and one or two are plain evil. But the others. The OTHERS. The others are bursting with such victory that I resonate with an overcoming shout. And in that moment, I know, I know in my knower that there is no stopping me, there is no stopping us. So whatever the moment, live it. LIVE it! I was there, present, engaged all the way. I learned a short memory is okay sometimes. It helps you keep moving. Like the blue fish on her way to P. Sherman 42, Wallaby Way, I know where I’m going. And I know Who will get me there. I’ve determined to not quit. Not quit growing, not quit giving, not quit learning, and not quit loving.
I’ll just keep swimming.
Join me.
