Friday, November 20, 2009

I Had a Choice

Last week I was in the grocery store. Early. Like, 6:15 a.m. early.

I was buying donuts for a group of 6th grade girls who come to my house every Friday morning for a Bible study before school. And, of course, little girls need fuel and what better fuel than Entenmann’s cakey goodness?

As I was going through the self-checkout line (because I was once again in the store in my sweats and no makeup) a young man who works in the store came up to me.

“What are you doing here so early?”

“Oh, just buying some donuts.”


“Well, I have a group of girls coming over this morning, and I want to make sure they get something to eat before they head off to school.”

“What time do they come?”


Really? Seven o’clock in the morning? Why do they come so early?”

So I explained to him that we have a little Bible study before school.

“Well, it’s too early,” he said.

I kind of laughed and said something like, “Oh, it’s O.K. We do our study, the girls head off to school, and I can get on with my day.”

And then he asked me the question I’d been dreading. “Why do you do it?

At this point I knew I had a choice. I could either just brush it off and say something like “Oh, it’s fun” or something like that. But I also knew I could use that brief moment to give this guy something to think about that day.

Now, believe me, I am the person who would usually choose the “Oh, it’s fun” avenue. It’s just too much trouble or vulnerability or embarrassment--I'm not even sure those adjectives describe it--to actually tell someone the real reason I choose to have eight 6th grade girls in my home at 7:00 every Friday morning.

But I’ve been trying lately to listen to what God’s telling me to do, so I took a deep breath and dove in. I said, “Well, I do it because I love these girls, and I love God, and I want them to love
Him too.”

He thought about that for a second, let it sink in, and then he said, “Well, I still think it’s too early.”


  1. You chose the perfect words, Shelly. I struggle with the same stuff you do + an inability to think quickly on my feet : ). You gave him just the right, succinct answer. And he's right; it is too early. But it's important enough to do, even though it's too early.

    Are the girls aware of the Campus Life group started up at the middle school? It's been an amazing part of Austin's life this summer and fall.

  2. Yes, they've gone a couple of times, but my daughter said it's more like games than a Bible study. Is that Austin's take on it?

  3. No doubt he continued to think about your words that day. He tried to brush them off lightly but the annointing sticks to people, in a lovely way, of course. My cousin, an original member of the Bosom Bottom Buddy Club just started blogging. She's at
    Have a great weekend!
    I love her. : )

  4. But really, WHY do you do it? Must have been really early for his brain to function so he wondered about yours. Ha! Good job! I don't think well until around noon.

  5. but is it really? I mean whenever it works for you and the girls is a good time right. I could 7am but I know most of my friends and their children could not...that doesn't make it you said - it is a choice and IMHO a good choice.

  6. Bless your heart - for both your final comment to the young man and your willingness to have these girls in so early on Friday morning. I have a small group of girls in my home on Sunday evenings, so I know exactly why you do it. But I related to you most on your issue about responding to this guy's probing questions. I also often bobble such opportunities. I'm glad you gave the young man something to think about and perhaps planted a seed in his heart as well. You never know! Good job!