Today's the day! I have no idea what God will bring my way, or if I'll even respond (only being honest about my human nature). But, I prayed this morning that He would give me compassion and show me ways to act on it. I'm ready.. I think.
Our shower has been torn up, in repair mode, for eight months now. My husband's friend, who was laid off two weeks ago, has agreed to work on it, which I'm very thankful for. As I waited for him to come over, God gave me new compassion for all the people--at Steve's company and in our city, state and country--who have lost their jobs. I wish I could do more to help and comfort them. But, for now, all I know to do is pray and pay one person to do what he does so well--construction and home repair. I hope this eases his family's burden in some small way.
After a long day, Steve and I trekked to Lowe's to buy some things for tomorrow's work on the shower project. As we stood in line to pay, I realized that I hadn't done one thing all day to demonstrate compassion toward others. Discouraged, I pulled out my credit card to pay the cashier. Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted a sweet, smiling face on a paper shamrock hanging on the cash register. It was a solicitation; all they asked for was one dollar to send kids with muscular dystrophy to summer camp. "This is it," I thought. "This is my answer."
I felt my heart beat faster and reached frantically into my wallet. I never, I mean never, have cash, but I dug anyway and, lo and behold, there they were: two beautiful, crumpled, dingy dollar bills. I fished them out and, smiling triumphantly, thrust them toward the girl behind the counter. As my husband and I sauntered out of the store, I thanked God for that little smiling face and His answer to my simple prayer.
For more information about the Muscular Dystrophy Association, go to: http://www.mda.org/
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