One very cold and windy day while unloading my groceries from the grocery cart to my car, I noticed this person approaching me carrying a small gas can. She started to talk as she approached me – keeping a little bit of a distance which helped me to feel safe – and asked if I had any little amount of money to spare for her to purchase some gas to get home. I was skeptical, especially when she continued to list a gazillion disasters that were happening in her life at that moment, but still felt that a couple of dollars would not hurt me and could benefit her cause a little bit. I don’t know if she actually did purchase gas with the money I gave to her (though she did start walking in the direction of the nearest gas station), but if not, she will have to live with her own guilty conscience. Afterward, I thought of other possibilities of how I could have handled this situation better (like going to the gas station and paying to fill up her gas can directly instead of giving her the cash). Oh well, maybe I’ll be thinking more clearly next time. Until then, I pray that she was blessed and can look for a way to pass that on to someone in the future.
Spending time in the hospital for any reason can be emotionally stressful in addition to the physical challenges being faced. Add to that 2 surgeries and needing to celebrate your 15th birthday while there (and almost Thanksgiving Holiday), would not make any teenager very happy! 🙂 Sending a gift to help pass the time just can’t quite “fix” all that, but hopefully the thoughts behind the gift did help to ease a bit of the pain.
I feel so honored to be able to serve some of God’s special children. One Sunday, a dear single mom was in need of encouraging words and friendship. Just a simple gesture ~ an invitation for her to sit with us during the service instead of alone ~ can go a long way in sharing God’s love. I pray that she was able to soak up a small portion of God’s love and peace into her heart that would supply her with the strength and courage she needed for the coming week.
Over the past year, I had friends whose loved ones have passed on from this life to their eternal home. I felt directed to write a small note of encouragement to them, especially as they faced the 1-year mark and upcoming holidays. I trust that they have been able to feel God’s presence in their lives . . . walking this journey with them.
My husband and I agreed to give some leadership to our church’s annual fall festival. This wound up consuming quite a bit of time. This challenge proved to be a rewarding way to offer a fun-filled day to our community and church family. There is no way the day could have happened without the help of MANY wonderful volunteers. In spite of the rain, we still had lots of fun.