Uninvited

There's something sobering in the idea of an uninvited event happening in our lives without our own control, or consent. We go along day to day, mindless in the course of events that shape those days and whom it is we interact with, and rarely do we reciprocate the gracious goodwill people show us.

Did you make it through your day without fighting with your best friend? That's a good day.

Did you go to work and back to home without major incident? That's a good day.

Were you fortunate enough to capture an opportunity to say the right words, and spend just the perfect amount of time with someone to make a life-changing difference? That's also a good day.

These are all things that can happen to anyone of us probably majority of the time, without any intrusive event happening. These are the so-called mundane lives we lead.

But when the unexpected, uninvited happens, and we need those people to allow our mundane to become part of us again, were you there to bridge that gap and pull them through the quicksand to good solid earth again? Or was it too easy, too comfortable, did it require less work and effort to sit quietly in your own mundane existence to provide the perfect words and the perfect hug that person may need to make it through??

Be grateful for your mundane routines, because its all too easy to be on the uninvited side of things.