Can I Get You Some Coffee?
These last few days I’ve had my face in my phone more than normal. I’ve been trying to read as much as I can. Why? Well, I know that the more I read the easier it will be for me to write. Why do I need to write? Why can’t I just be a dad, a husband, a coworker, a salesman, a customer, a christian? I’ve been all of those things for part of the last 49 years. They are good and important. But, they are not why I exist.
I exist to serve others. That’s why I write this blog and that’s why I’m writing a book.
As I was sitting at breakfast this week, the waitress approached my table. My head was down with my face in my phone again. I was reading. She startled me and I think I startled her. When I looked up, her expression faded and her smile ran away from her face. I could tell that she was surprised to see my look. I’m not sure what she was thinking, but I don’t think my image matched her preconceived notion. It happened in an instant and it wasn’t something that could be hid.
It’s times like this that I’m reminded of how others see me. It reminds me of all that I’ve been through. It reminds me of all of the people that God has put in my life to help me get to where I am today. It reminds me that I need to keep doing what I’m doing. It reminds me that God has given me a chance to do something with this gift that I call a face.
After talking with her and my friend, for a bit, the conversation seemed normal. The common chit-chat about the weather, the food and then the day’s business.
That was enough to fuel my fire for the work that I love.
I’m putting my head down again, but this time it’s to write so that my words will be read by someone else. There’s a book in my head and in these fingers that is about to come out. There’s something more to this life that you didn’t get to see in the first 49 years.