There we sat, my husband and I, uncomfortable in the unfamiliar.
Hubby and I had just moved away from twenty years of comfortable and I
was desperate for a friend to help me get from the prickly new to the worn and smooth feeling of home.
So while I looked like I was listening intently to the Sunday School lesson being taught, my eyes were actually discreetly scanning the room. Much like a woman scans a shoe department for a good-looking, well-fitting pair of shoes, I was shopping for a friend.
Ah ha! The right side of the room held promise. On the end of a row perpendicular to mine sat a lady in a “smart” suit wearing classic pearls. I thought to myself, she and I could be friends. Her articulation when answering a question and slow southern draw sweetened the package.
Yes, classic-pearl lady was friend material. After class I would go introduce myself and ask her to meet for lunch the following week. That was the plan.
Proverbs 19:21 “ You can make many plans but the Lord’s purpose will prevail.” NLT
On the opposite side of the room sat a lady with spiky blonde hair (with one stand of purple in front) and in her thick Rhode Island accent she asked the Sunday school teacher …well, a lot of questions. She reminded me of the kid in school who always held us up from recess, which irritated me.
I thought to myself, she’s not my type. We have nothing in common. Spiky-hair lady and I will never be friends.
After class the classic-pearl lady and I exchanged numbers and then David and I left to get lunch.
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