Give to Get Energy
Thursday, January 3, 2013
What is your favorite way to recharge when you feel drained of energy?
Drained of energy. Tired. Exhausted. Worn out.
Nothing left to give.
How do I recharge when I have nothing left to give?
Music is always a go-to for me when I need an instantaneous pick-me-up. I turn on some upbeat contemporary Christian music LOUD and sing along. This is how I inspire myself to accomplish tasks I don’t want to do, also.
For example, Mercy Me’s “Move” is great to get the blood flowing and the body moving.
Sometimes I find that my loss of energy comes from a shift of focus, though, rather than an actual depletion of resources. If I have allowed myself to become focused on self instead of others, I find myself feeling like I have nothing left to give.
For example, many years ago I was feeling really down. A co-worker had planned to have lunch with me to help cheer me up. At the last minute they canceled to deal with a different situation. No one else was available to fill their spot with me at lunch.
I was angry, bitter, and frustrated. I was even praying to God in a snippy voice an attitude. Another letdown, albeit small, on top of a seemingly endless list of letdowns.
God didn’t let me get away with my pity party, though. It was like I heard His voice calmly say, “Knock it off and stop feeling sorry for yourself. Your life is far from bad. Go bless someone else they way you’d like to be blessed.”
I believe God speaks to His children. Call me crazy, look at me differently, it’s all good. I talk to God without ceasing, and, yes, I audibly hear Him talk back.
So, that day a very young woman with huge self-confidence issues went out to eat alone.
I sat at a table built for two and made little to no eye contact. But I observed.
I listened to conversations around me. I picked up on the body language of other diners. I scrutinized the procedures of the wait staff. And I ate as quickly as I could.
When I rose to pay, I prayed that no other patron would join me at the cash register. I stood there waiting for someone to check me out for what seemed like an eternity.
When the waitress finally came with a bill, I looked at her and said, “I’d also like to pay for the couple sitting down and to our left.”
“Ok.” She scurried away to grab their bill.
As she was ringing the tickets into the register she asked, “I didn’t see you speak to them. Do you know them?”
Her hand paused in mid-air. “I’m sorry? Then why would you ask to pay their bill?”
She looked incredibly uncomfortable like I was breaking a law or something. “I mean, what should I tell them when they ask for their bill?”
“Just tell them the debt was settled long ago.”
She continued to ring up the tickets, her hands shakings visibly. “Who should I tell them paid their bill?” she asked as the total blinked at me from the register.
I handed her enough cash to cover the total and a tip. “Jesus paid it all, ma’am.”
She was swiping at tears as I strode out the door with purpose.
I have no idea if the couple I bought lunch for that day was a “couple” or simply two business associates working through lunch. I don’t know if they needed someone to buy their lunch or not. I don’t even know if the waitress told them someone else covered their lunch. For all I know, they could have charged them again and made money twice off of the couple.
What I do know is that my “energy” was restored, my attitude was very quickly adjusted, and God turned my pity party into a testimony.
Just when I think I have nothing left to give, that’s when I’ve learned that it is most important for me to get up and give everything I have to give. I don’t have to huge things to make a difference…I just have to make a decision to do small things every day which will over time make a huge difference!