A nerdy girl with braces, fluffed sleeves, and bangs waits for the dreamy jock to pick her up and take her to the prom.
Her excitement wanes as she comes to the harsh reality that he is never coming.
Little dramatic?
Maybe.
Accurate representation how I felt being stood up for a lunch date with a girl from the bars?
Absolutely.
I mean, that was what my month in Thailand was all about, right?
Making friends with girls in the bars, make lunch dates, and then, offer them a way out, with a job at SHE.
My small team, (Erica, Tia, and I), were stoked to go into Patong to meet Lily*, but when a few minutes of lateness turned into 10, then into 20 – A wave of disappointment and embarrassment crashed into me.
We decided to walk around and shake off the let down of Lily not coming — in preparation for the second date we had that day with Sing* and Song*.
We come back and wait for them.
5 minutes pass…
Lord, come through,
10…
Lord, come through,
15…
It’s now 20 minutes past 3, and no sign of them anywhere.
The lies that were being fed to me in that waiting time were intense.
Lord, come through.
We were about to give up and go home when, I looked to my left, and I saw Sing and Song walking.
I said, PRAISE JESUS!
We had a great time together, talked about life, work, family, I am apparently supposed to marry Sing’s cousin, we offered them information about SHE, exchanged emails, and we went our separate ways.
Someone who only looks at the fruit of my month in Thailand, might be disappointed.
No, I didn’t “get a girl out of the bars.”
One of the girls we were trying to build a relationship with, didn’t even show up to our lunch date.
But I refuse to look at my time there as unsuccessful.
but God has been making it grow.”
1 Corinthians 3:6
You really never know the lasting impact your smile, kindness, interest in someone’s life, might have.
Someone told me a revelation someone else had shared with her…
You might be the first person to ever pray for someone else.
What if someone has been waiting all his or her life for your prayer, your smile, your joke, your kindness, or your light?
It’s impossible to know.
I choose to operate in a mindset that I am the only prayer, smile, joke, kindness, light, that someone has seen, will receive, or ever know.
Earth-sized-heavy-burden-on-my-shoulders
kinda way.
my-God’s-goodness-and-kindness-is-too-awesome-not-to-share-every-moment
kinda way.
All I can say is, I showed up, I loved, and that's all I can do.
The eternal impact — I'll probably never know.
*I changed the ladies names
