This weekend my Dad, brothers, my sister, and brother-in-law, got together to do a little work, eat some good food, and have some fun together. Getting together seems even more special each time because it reminds me how much I love, and, yes, need my family.
We were watching TV in the basement after dinner when we heard a knock on our back door. Cathy went upstairs to answer the door. I could hear it was our friend, Sharri, from church. She was with a group of people using the pavilion in the backyard of the parsonage. Sharri wanted to know if people could use our restroom.
Did I tell you I am an introvert? I would do almost anything for Sharri, but if strange people were going to be using the pavilion unexpectedly and coming into “our” house and using “our” restrooms whenever they wanted, I was already thinking I wouldn’t last another year living here.
Cathy came downstairs and told me I should get out there and at least say hi to the people in “our” backyard. I thought, “I’m not going to officially be helping as a pastor here until July. You go out there and say, ‘Hi’ to them. I’ll just stay downstairs and watch a show.”
But I would do almost anything for Cathy, so I went out to welcome the people. I started recognizing faces. I quickly went from, “Do I have to say ‘Hi’ to these people?” to “Who do I say ‘Hi!’ to first?” Cathy had surprised me with a birthday party! Normally I am uncomfortable at parties, but these were all people I know and love.
If you’ve been reading my blog this year, you’ll know why I have to share what my sons and brother gave me for my birthday!
So, thanks to all of you for whatever role you’ve played in my life. I am an introvert, but I confess I need people, especially people like you.