Instead, on the Saturday of the long weekend, my two roommates decided relatively last minute to have a Thanksgiving dinner. I figured I could offer to do my 5 minute cranberry chicken. It may not be turkey, but hey, it has cranberry in it. And it’s easy to make.
Well, my roommates would not hear of such a thing. They were set on roasting a turkey.
It turned out really nice. While we waited for the turkey to finish roasting, we all sat on the couch and did some reading. It was peaceful to just sit in their company even though we were not in direct conversation.
Then Dilys read an excerpt from a book she was reading to direct our thoughts. We followed with a short time of prayer thanking God for all the amazing things he’s given us in life. Then we chowed down on the turkey (along with Stove Top stuffing and gravy from a package).
Then we vegged in front of the TV for the rest of the night.
We realized it was the first time we’ve sat down to eat together, all three of us, since Rebecca moved in 3 weeks ago.
At some point in the evening, a key realization struck me which I chose to share with the others. I contemplated out loud to them, “You know girls, I think I am finally getting used to having other people around.” After 3 years living with a roommate who was hardly ever home, I’d gotten used to living practically on my own.
This is a sign of growth — evidence of God working in my life. It’s a big deal as I continue to work on learning to live interdependently with people, rather than being overly independent which is my default mode. Back in February when I prayed, “Jesus, I am finally willing to begin to learn an interdependent way… please bring situations in my life that will help me grow in this way.” I had no idea the answer would come in the form of roommates.
Thank you Jesus for the way that you work so unexpectedly to answer our prayers and grow us to live more like you do.