Are You Looking For a Good Place to Turn Around?

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For local residents, the trains here can be quite frustrating!  We have sat three-tenths of a mile from home for over 20 minutes on numerous occasions.  I’ve found that getting angry doesn’t make matters better, so I either LOOK FOR A GOOD PLACE TO TURN AROUND or I put the car in park and catch up on emails, read a book, clean out my purse, or pray.  The last few times I’ve been stopped for three minutes or more, I’ve plugged in the iPhone to charge.  Immediately A Good Place to Turn Around by Point of Grace, begins to play and I just laugh.  Listen to the song, or even just the first 40 seconds of the song!

On one particular evening last month, all I seemed to be doing was TURNING AROUND!!  I’d been at work late in meetings and by the time I got home to cook, I realized it was going to be 7:00 before I got anyone fed. My oldest daughter called at that very instant and said, “I’m stopping at McDonald’s.  Do you want anything before I come home?”  I almost yelled, “Yes!  Just buy dinner for all of us and I’ll pay you back.  I don’t even care, just surprise us, but we need to end up with three large fries.”

With a sigh of relief I exhale only to realize that the pharmacy would close in the next few minutes and I MUST get my youngest daughter’s prescription!  So I TURN AROUND and go back to the car to zip in and out of the friendly, family pharmacy.  When I get there, my coupon wasn’t in my purse (necessary to keep this particular drug less than $90).  I ask if there was any way I could bring the coupon tomorrow.  It was a simple question that became out of the ordinary to answer all of a sudden.  My precious friend, the pharmacist said, “We’ll wait for you to go get it.”  She was preoccupied in thought and insistent that it be taken care of now, not tomorrow.  I thought that was quite odd.  So, I TURN AROUND and go back home to find the coupon.  Unable to locate the coupon, I assume it’s on my desk at work, so I TURN AROUND and sign in to the computer to print another one.  By this point the pharmacy is locking their doors and waiting on me.

Exhausted and frustrated I begin to cry as I’m driving.  As I enter the pharmacy, my precious friend greets me with a somber face asking, “Are you okay?”  To which I replied, “Not really, but I will be.  WAIT! ARE YOU OKAY?!”  It was at this point that she shared how the pharmacy had been sold to a major chain, and this was the last day.  Locking the doors behind me, I realized I would be the last customer.  I hugged my friend.  We cried.  We vowed to continue to keep in touch and get together.  I got a soda from the cooler and sat in the blood-pressure-checking-machine chair to just chillax and wait for the prescription to be filled by the other pharmacist while we visited.

TURNING AROUND to head home, I took another sip from my soda, thankful to know dinner would be there when I got home.  I returned a phone call to a friend.  (I know, hands free would have been a good idea, so would not “drinking” and driving), nonetheless, when I started down the hill to my home, my drink splashed on my glasses as well as my pants and I just began to cackle with my friend on the phone.  I told her I was laughing so hard I was gonna wet my pants.  Then she said, “You just did…with Dr. Pepper!”  Bahahaha, we snickered some more that laughter is the best medicine regardless of which pharmacy you visit.  I told  about how thankful I was this day and all the TURNING AROUND had come to an end…or so I thought.

Upon entering the house, I find my kids upset because there are no fries in the bags from Mickey Dee’s.  I TURN AROUND with the receipt and head back to the drive thru across town.  When I pull in line to wait my turn (because I refuse to get out of the car at this point), A Good Place to Turn Around begins to play again!  The car in front of me TURNS AROUND and leaves the long line. I had to laugh to keep from crying at the irony of the evening.  I mean, you can’t make this stuff up!

IMG_6940.JPGIt’s so very important to look for a good place to TURN AROUND especially if you are going the wrong way.  However, many times we CAN’T TURN AROUND because we are stuck.  There is no moving that line or that train any faster.

Isn’t it just as important to TURN AROUND MENTALLY when we realize our thoughts are leading us into emotions that we can actually control?  That’s what I chose to do that night (miraculously) rather than falling apart and just sobbing.  We stop.  Close our eyes.  Pray.  Inhale through the nose.  Exhale out the mouth, and we look for the RIGHT PLACE to TURN AROUND in our minds.  The enemy attacks us there, and so frequently I choose to listen to him only to find that I am dealing with the consequences of emotions that have gotten out of control.

Isaiah 43:2-4 says, “When you go the deep waters, I will be with you.  When you go through rivers of difficulty, you will not drown.  When you walk through the fire of oppression you will not be burned up; the flames will not consume you.  For I am the LORD your God, the Holy One of Israel, your Savior.” 

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As you can see, it was way past 7:00pm when my family ate the rest of their dinner, but we were not burned nor did we drown.

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About murdaughaudrey5

Audrey is a conference speaker, certified teacher and mother of four. She chronicles her life and years overcoming postpartum depression with humor and a realness seldom seen in the world today.
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3 Responses to Are You Looking For a Good Place to Turn Around?

  1. Diane McCrary says:

    Fantastic! Well written! Love you!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Angie says:

    HILARIOUS!! 😀

    Like

  3. Tricia says:

    Great story and lesson Audrey. Thanks for the post!

    Like

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