I sat in the front.
Yes, yes I did.
I sat in the front with the taxi driver today. I leapt into the front seat full of verve and bravado. I’ve got this, I’m a social whizz, he will be so blessed by my presence, watch and learn peeps.
I clicked my seat belt in and gave him the quick side eye once over. Covert. Slick.
Recon complete, I quickly searched through my mental list of witty opening lines ready to slay him with my friendliness.
I searched… and searched.
My brain. Stopped. Working.
Not surprisingly, my lack of brain function did not impede my mouth function... My lips parted and spewed forth such horror I shall forever recoil at the memory of it.
“It hasn’t rained much today.”
My words fell into the atmosphere, reverberating off the array of dashboard devices creating a tunnel of banality neither of us could escape from.
What a winner.
The taxi driver replied with the tone normally reserved for the local checkout operator asking if I have a rewards card.
“No. it hasn’t.”
It has to be said that so far it wasn’t looking like I was going to have the chance to segue into the 4 spiritual laws before I arrived at my destination.
C’mon Bec you can do it.
I muster the courage for a second attempt.
“It didn’t rain yesterday much either.”
Mercifully I arrived at my destination moments later and alighted forthwith.
Light of the World, that’s me.
So… sometimes I’m a disco ball reflecting your light all bejazzled and jiggy with it, and sometimes I’m a bit more like those key ring lights you used to buy to see your keys in the dark even though the batteries ran out before you used it in situ but we don’t buy them anymore cos we all use our phones now type lights.
Today I was a key ring light on its last legs, blinking a couple of times, illuminating nothing.
But praise be, I ain’t the only light. (Good plan God). So hopefully the next butt perched on that front seat was a freaking strobe light of missional success.
That’s my prayer anyways.