I was chatting with my good friends Betty and Audrey the other day at Bible study and I remembered a fun story. Betty had complimented me on being mature for my age, so I responded with a story that shows the essence of my behavioral maturity and deep belief in seizing the moment.
Let’s set the scene.
It was Friday, August 31st around 7AM, and I was driving a Willow church van that was loaded with techies.
Our destination: East Troy, Wisconsin.
Personal status: Running on caffeine (A caramel macchiato, specifically. It’s one of my favorites.)
Mid-way through our short trek northward, we stopped to get some sinus medication for our lighting director. At the stoplight on our way out of that complex, we pulled up next to a school bus. (I felt inwardly that this was rather ironic, since I was driving the stereotypical homeschool van, and we were next to a bus full of children…I guess that’s what I get for growing up home schooled!) I happened to glance over to my right and see that the kids who were occupying the back of the bus were waving at me. Not wanting to be a party pooper, I waved back. To my surprise, they returned the wave with more gusto. As I am not one to be outdone, I declared war and escalated my approach to the wave. They returned fire. We had a few of these wave volleys before I delivered the fateful ending to the war.
I staged a spasm attack.
By this time, half of the bus was staring at us….but I was not to be deterred. After my spasms were over, I calmly returned to a state of normalcy, acted like nothing happened and shrugged it off. The kids on the bus continued to stare my direction. I did the, “What? There’s nothing to see here,” gesture, my light turned green, and I turned, heading northward once again.
Moral of the story: When given an opportunity to be spontaneous, take it. You never know whose day you will add some infectious joy to.
I don’t wave often…but when I do, it is usually at a school bus full of children.
Stay spontaneous, my friends. 🙂