One fall, I received a call asking me to speak on a Thursday night. Checking my calendar, the Thursday night was wide open, and I agreed to speak. Months later, as the speaking engagement approached, I realized I had casually booked myself to speak on Holy Thursday. Now it made sense. In the moment, I’d thought it was odd to have an open Thursday night—I’d been teaching a class every Thursday night that semester and I never had an open Thursday.
Odd as it was to have an open Thursday, I wasn’t curious enough to figure out why—until it was too late. I’d given the class the night off because it was Holy Thursday, but in my oversight, I didn’t manage to give myself the night off. I hardly felt like I could cancel a speaking engagement booked months before simply because I had overlooked something important to me.
My dad had taught me decades before that “my word was my bond.” I wanted to honor my “yes” and honor a commitment I’d made, even if made too hastily.
I learned something I seem to need to relearn on a regular basis: if something looks odd, it probably is—even if the oddity is an unexpected open space in my calendar. And why is open space on my calendar such a surprise? I need to work on that too.