Well, it's been a month.
Seems longer. Seems like yesterday.
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.
It was a good day filled with fellowship and love - ironically from strangers I had just met. There was a heart connect.
The kind where you are laughing and being yourself with total strangers and seem to finish each others' sentences even though you just met?
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?