I am not really good at small talk. I think it is one of my least favorite things in the world. It is funny that I say that because this past month I have engaged in more conversations about the weather than I can count. For some reason, the LORD has placed me in a new city that is filled with opportunities for small talk. It is interesting I feel this way because God listens to my small talk all the time. I don’t know if he likes it or not but he definitely listens when I ramble on to him about little things bothering me throughout the day. This past month he has listened to me complain about how bad the traffic is, the amount of sleep I should have gotten, and how hot the weather has been. While it is comical how minute these complaints are they usually lead to conversations that are deeper than I ever expected. That is how I would explain this first month in Raleigh. I have had meetings with new friends, old friends, mentors, and pastors. Most of the meetings start out small, but then lead to deep fulfilling conversations about life, love, and salvation.
I don’t know why I am here or what I am doing really but I know it is a blessing. I look around at times and smile because there is a peace knowing that God is in control. There is little room to stress or worry when what you are doing is not for yourself. I have been able to engage in small talk that has laid foundations for life-long relationships. I definitely miss my old friends, family, and life I had in the mountains. But there is a peace that is beyond compare knowing that the plan you are a part of is not your own.
So, I’ll I try and get better at small talk and see what the Lord makes of it.