There was a mini-incident today. It was kinda funny.
Mother: "why did you get a call from [friend's name] yesterday?"
Me: "Er, well, we're meeting this Saturday for acting practice. The show's on August the 23rd."
Mother: "Have you memorized your lines yet?"
Me: *uncomfortable squirm* "I'm going to, before we meet up this Saturday."
Mother: "Wait, this Saturday?"
Nice going mom, slooow reaction. "You're not going there this Saturday?"
Me: "There?"
Does she mean the Alzheimer's center I go to every Saturday? "You mean--"
Mother: "I mean the appointment at 10:30, when we meet up with one of your cram school teachers to discuss your plan."
Me: "Oh. It was this Saturday?"
Mother: "Yes, I've been telling you all week!"
You did? I gave her the benefit of the doubt-- a sign of God changing me, for not a few months ago I would have denied it--instead of crossing her on the subject of her memory.
Me: "Oh well, couldn't we do anything...?"
Mother: "You mean, this silly acting thing is way more important than your future plan?"
I was silent. Then, in a meek voice: "They have no replacements for my role, mother."
Mother: "Tell them you're going next week."
But there is no practice next week. I bit my tongue again and returned to the computer.
Mother: "You're still going on the computer?"
"It's xanga, mother." She left me in peace.
I meandered around facebook and xanga for a while before I spotted the entry on
Inner Peace. Then I suddenly felt a sense of peace settle over my heart. Inwardly, I smiled.
I'm just going to pray, and hand over the prioritizing to the Lord. He knows me better than I do, and I need to "surrender" to him.Peace, man. Peace.
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