Listen and
Follow Through
As I scratched
my head, trying to think of a subject for this week’s post on Gloria’s and my
blog, and, yes, begging the Holy Spirit to give me an idea, my thoughts kept
returning to Monday morning’s experience.
‘Noooooo,’ echoed my spirit, but it
is said confession is good for the soul, and, prayerfully, at least one of you
readers can benefit from my not-very-smart decision.
I attend Monday morning Mass
followed by coffee at Hy-Vee with other Monday Mass goers. I rarely eat breakfast before Mass, so I
purchase a Greek yogurt at Hy-Vee.
But the “TPMS” light had been going
on and off in my car and had stayed on and not gone off for a couple of days.
I don’t like to stop at convenience
stores to check the pressure in my car’s tires, so I go to the Honda service
department and let them do it—for free.
My gut told me yesterday to turn my
car toward the Honda dealership rather than Hy-Vee. But I was sooooooooooooo hungry. ‘Oh,’ I thought, ‘I’ll stop at Casey’s and
pick up a yogurt.’
I walked around Casey’s and found NO
yogurt. I found croissant breakfast
sandwiches, biscuits and gravy . . .AND breakfast pizza.
As the Holy Spirit always does, the Wise
One gave me a couple of seconds to think and make a sound decision—but I ignored
the Voice of Reason and purchased a slice of breakfast pizza and a cup of
coffee.
And so I walked into the Honda
service department, balancing a slice of breakfast pizza—cheese, egg and
sausage sliding off the crust—in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other and
asked the service manager, “Can you check the pressure in my car’s tires?”
He answered, “Yes,” and I walked
into the waiting room where I sat down to eat my slice of cheese, egg and
sausage pizza.
But I had no plate nor utensils, the
slice was large and difficult to handle and the toppings continued to slide off
the crust. I was embarrassed to be
eating there in the waiting room (but remember I was soooooooooooooo hungry),
so I took big bites, hurriedly, but the pizza slice kept growing larger.
Finally, I gulped the last bite,
with a stomach that was, yes, full, but unhappy with all that grease. My stomach was unhappy with me all day.
Lesson learned? I need to listen during those few seconds the
Holy Spirit gives me before choosing what, when, and where to eat.
“Trust
in the Lord with all your heart; do not depend on your own understanding. Seek his will in all you do, and he will
direct your paths.” (Prv. 3:5-6 Life Application Study Bible).
Sharon Witty
