Talking
Wednesday, April 27, 2022
I am most comfortable not talking. Oh, I can talk; I just prefer not to do it. Talking wears me out. Listening to talking wears me out. On an average day, I inwardly listen. I enjoy hymns and praise music to be in my mind's background, so I typically will listen to music. I know some of you are laughing because you only are around me when I am talking. Believe me; it is not my Aspergers preference. I interrupt a lot. I know I do. I try really hard not to share my thoughts all of the time at meetings. I try harder not to interrupt. It wears me out trying to control myself to the standards set by society and those silent propers...I typically miss them altogether.
God placed me with the perfect mother. She taught me all I know about how to exist in the neuro world without ever knowing that she was. I'm filled with gratitude. However, there are times that I just don't fit, and I'm okay. I've adjusted. There are times that I will remove myself and just be quiet, listen, and be alone. God blesses me in these days of solitude.
I'm primarily introverted with a strong desire to serve others through the Holy Spirit alive within me. Talking is not my forte; I say the wrong things, have some pretty awkward moments, and repeatedly play the reel of my mistakes until the light burns out on my mind's projector. This is why God's Grace, amazing Grace, is so important.
I want to talk to you. I cherish you. If I don't see or notice you, it is never intentional. Mostly it is me out and about just trying to make it through another day in one piece. I have time; you are worth my time. I don't know how I've made it this far but by the grace of God and sweet people who encourage and support me even when I don't deserve it. Thank you for living out your faith in such a beautiful way!
Thank you, sweet peaches, for filling my basket!!!