Small talk.

(Today’s guest post is from my friend, Andy Ford.) 

It’s not that many years ago that there was no Internet. When my grandmother was young, there were no phones, or at least they were rare. We have ways of keeping in touch with people that would’ve amazed previous generations. Sometimes we are able to keep in touch with old friends who live hundreds of miles away. However sometimes, we lose those old friends or relations. Our contact with them slips away, and gradually disappears. And the reason is clear. We don’t write or call unless something important happens. And for most of us, most of the time, nothing “important” happens. At least we don’t think it’s important.

cousinsWith the people near us, do we talk about “important” things all the time?  No, of course not. We make small talk. We talk about the weather. How are you feeling? Did you see that thing on the news?  Yet for others, we restrict ourselves to the “important” things.

But here’s the thing. If it’s worth telling the story of something to a nearby friend, it’s worth telling it to our faraway friends. When we don’t share the day-to-day events of our lives; when we talk less and less often; we gradually drift apart and become no more than part of a Christmas card list, or less.

And very often, we treat God this way. We don’t go to Him in prayer, except about “important” things, and less and less seems to be important things. Do we talk with God about the ordinary events of our ordinary days? Sometimes God hasn’t heard from us in so long that He sends us trials just to see if we’re still talking to Him. Our old Friend gradually feels farther and farther away.  And He wants so much to be close to us.

Don’t wait for “important” things to happen!  Share with your friends your every day troubles and triumphs.  Don’t just give God occasional lip service, but share your days, share your life with the One that loves you.  And remember, you don’t even need a computer or a phone.

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After his email to me responding to last week’s post on Saying Goodbye, I asked Andy to write a post that captured his email. This was his response. He lives this out very well, staying in touch. Though retired, Andy is a chaplain for a community health clinic, an active driver for grandchildren, and a thoughtful friend.