Had the strangest thing happen this morning. I was out running errands and was finishing up at Target. I felt like Mel Gibson (before the rage) in “What Women Want”. I felt like I could hear every woman’s private conversation and phone conversation like they were being said directly to me. Many of them were frustrated, some gossiping, one angry, and one that was just so incredibly annoying that I wanted to offer her some duct tape. I don’t know if my hormones are on high alert right now or what the deal was, but for a short time there, I was a little embarrassed to be associated with the female gender. The level of “high maintenance” around me seemed overwhelming and I found myself not wanting to be any part of it. I almost headed back to Home Depot, where I had just happily been, to get a dose of testosterone to even out the estrogen that seemed to be so thick in the air.
But then I had to stop and think. What is behind these women’s angry words and bad attitudes? Probably some hurting hearts. And being aware of that, I need to look for ways to minister to these women who feel overwhelmed, under appreciated and completely drained. What can I do to give them some encouragement, some refreshing? Hmmmmm…
