So my mother planned to buy a box of Christmas cards so she could give them out to her friends and neighbours, but it was raining that day and she didn't feel like going out. Although she did end up going out, she didn't buy the cards as she'd intended.
Yesterday, I went to the supermarket to run a few errands for my mother. Mum asked if I could buy the cards for her. After checking the supermarket's Christmas cards selection, I felt they weren't appropriate and didn't get any. I figured I would go to a specialist card shop the next day and buy some from there. When I returned home, I explained why I hadn't got the cards. Mum wasn't happy. She said she needed them to give out to her friends at her church Guild Christmas lunch she was attending the next day. I went to the local shop to see if they had any, but they didn't. Mum said she would buy some the next day. I said that at least she could write the cards out during her bus journey. Mum said she didn't like writing on buses. Oh well, at least I did try to help.
I could sense mum was still agitated about the cards. At one point she snapped at me for no apparent reason. I wished her peace. I spent most of the evening reading and in silence.
This morning mum seemed quite cheery.
"You're up bright and early," I said.
"Yes, I am," she said. "Do you know I found some Christmas cards last night?"
"Yes. Just before I went to bed something told me 'You do have some cards. Won't those do?' I checked one of those bags and found lots of cards. I ended up staying up till 1.30 writing them out."
"Well, fancy that!" I said.
"There I was flapping over not having any cards when I had lots already. I'm sure that's why you didn't end up getting any. You tried twice without success."
"It just shows that when things appear to be imperfect, they're always perfect," I said. "It's funny how you got the answer when you were relaxed though."
"Yes, it's very important to be still. 'Be still and know that I am God.' (Psalm 46: 10) When you're still the answers always come through."
"Flapping over something is like when you're trying to see trees' reflections in a river when the water is all stirred up. Only when the water is still can you see their reflections clearly."
"That's right. I've learned my lesson. From now on, I'm going to be still."
"Yes, mum. I love it. This is one story that's well worth sharing on my blog."
Before I left, mum gave me some cards to post through some neighbours' letter boxes.
As they say, don't worry, be happy.
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