Well, it's been a month.
Seems longer. Seems like yesterday.
Anyway.
I've finally tossed together a dinner that wasn't a frozen pizza, a cold sandwich, or something purchased from Jimmy John's. LOL.
Oh, I guess I did stick a chicken in the oven to roast last week. But, that was a salt / pepper / done...sort of thing.
So...
It was a good day filled with fellowship and love - ironically from strangers I had just met. There was a heart connect.
You know...
The kind where you are laughing and being yourself with total strangers and seem to finish each others' sentences even though you just met?
No?
Well, me neither...till today.
I don't think that it was a coincidence that I found the courage to go meet for coffee with a bunch of strangers. It was 45 minutes away and the whole way I just kept dreading walking into the room. I literally prayed on the drive asking God that if there was one person who I was supposed to even share a nicety with - let her walk across the room to meet me. Because even though I really need it, right now, conversation was the last thing in the world I wanted to make. (Besides maybe dinner.)
Two hours later I was surrounded by a group of women laughing....and I didn't want to leave to make the 45 minute drive home.
So, I got home. Journaled like my life depended on it (pun intended) and decided that if I could muster the courage walk into a room full of strangers I could certainly stick a casserole in the oven.
No idea how it will taste.
But, seems I'm cooking again.
What is something you've had to muster the courage to do...
And been rewarded?
