Love in Action (Loving the Unlovable) From Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power

Welcome to Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power and thanks for joining me. We were supposed to be continuing on with the “Keeping it Real Through the Holidays” series, but something huge has happened that I have to share with you. Remember when we did the “Loving the Unlovable/Difficult People in Your Life” series? Well, if you’re not familiar with it, you can check the archives, but I had shared that my number one unlovable person in my life is my biological mother. Well, she’s still the number one person on my list and not much has happened to change that, that is until recently, so if it’s alright with you, I’d like to bring you up to date on this drama about my mamma, and we’ll pick up with the other series in a couple of days. Grab your coffee and come on in.

It was a week before Thanksgiving and my mom had left a message on my voicemail to tell me she was in terrible pain. She asked me to call her back, but by the time I got the message it was too late so I waited until the next morning to call her back. She told me what was causing the pain. I suggested a couple of things, and her response was to scream venom at me. I pulled her back, very nicely but firmly only to have to keep throwing the “please quit being so nasty” life vest out to her several times, easing back into conversation with her. I asked if George and I could pick her up for Thanksgiving and she came unglued, accusing me of being insensitive. Again, I threw the life vest out there but she refused to put it on, though she was a little less nasty. We talked for a couple of minutes and then I hung up. As soon as I did, my gut, or His Spirit told me she had wanted me to drop everything I was doing and go and be with her. It’s not like she lives around the corner, I reasoned with myself. She lives 75 miles away. I pushed the gnawing feeling down, but it kept trying to surface despite my crazy, busy life.

It came completely to the surface just last Sunday when I went through our mail, and there was a letter from her. To make a long story short, and a short letter even shorter, she told me because she had called me for help and I didn’t’ come and help her, I wasn’t welcome at her apartment and she had informed the administration of that as well as her friends. She also said I was the most uncaring person she had ever met.

Well, honestly, that letter rented so much space in my head for at least two days that there definitely is at least a room paid for by now. In my quiet time, I asked Him to reveal what I should be doing to love her because in my heart, I knew that loving her from a distance was not enough at this time in her life, and the wrestling with my schedule and my agenda was about to come to an end. Unbeknownst to me, it happened sooner than later.

Two days later, I was on my lunch break and checked my messages. My brother in Washington had called to say he had just talked with my mom and he was very worried about her because she was in a lot of pain. I called him back and he relayed his conversation with me and I told him what had happened when I had talked to her several days prior. We both felt it would be better if I took her to urgent care and he tried to talk her into going, but she refused to go. She told him she had a doctor’s appointment Friday but she was going to cancel because she didn’t have a way to get there. I told him I would do what I had to do to get her there. \

I went back on the record and when my depo was done, I brought the agency owner into the conference room. She is also a close friend of mine and we hold each other accountable. I shared the latest about my unlovable person. She couldn’t believe it when I told her about the letter but she agreed with me; that I needed to put that aside and do the unexpected by taking her to her doctor’s appointment. It was time to put that love into action.

I called my mom with my friend right there. I don’t really know how to explain what happened other than to say it was almost an out-of-body experience. I watched as the Jesus in me separated her disease from her and within a minute, I had arranged to pick her up on Friday morning, told her I loved her and if she needed anything else, to please give me a call. As soon as I hung up the phone, I had a peace that transcended all understanding. I can’t wait to share with you what happened when I picked her up.

In the meantime, please, whatever you are doing to prepare for the holidays, keep it real by knowing He doesn’t like to see you stressing!

Blessings

Evinda                                                                                                             

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