At the Water Cooler

At the Water Cooler

Now that I am retired I remember breaktime or lunch time: There is anticipation, joy, compassion, and gossip but I think I came to the "water cooler" or the lunch room to hear the news; to learn what is important to others and find ways to be a part of the whole. It took years to feel like I could hold my own and converse like others.

You see, I take things way to seriously. I don't think that I fitted into any group (except the other sinners/redeemed at church). Often my daydream was that my Redeemer would walk right up to the table and begin talking to me - that He would tell me what I needed to know - like the Woman at the Well.