sharing just a bit of how i've been spreading my God-colors this week.
we have been living in bass lake for 2 months now.
did you know we use to live here?
we lived here for 8 of our married years.
when we lived here before we had a wonderful neighbor, donna.
she
donna lives alone, with her cats.
we still call and visit her {though hardly ever}.
she considers us family.
we should love donna better.
remember how i mentioned we have been living here for 2 months.
guess who still hasn't called or gone to see donna??
uh huh. loser old neighbor.
i've been full of excuses.
happy day project shut those excuses up. thank you happy day project.
monday the kids and i stopped by donna's and surprised her with a bouquet of fall flowers.
we went back today {thursday} and visited for a while. we're going to see her saturday too.
we're going to love donna better. we are.
the happy day project day: day two- a written note.
we printed up the printables and wrote a handful of notes.
emilie wrote one note to one of michael's co-workers; a kind man who lights up whenever the kids visit. i know her thoughtfulness is going to bless his wool socks off! she wrote another to a friend who will be blessed by a bit of encouragement.
i wrote one to a friend i've had since 6th grade. i know receiving a note in the mail will be a good way for me to wrap my arms around her even though she lives on the other side of the country.
i tried to explain, she didn't get it, but wrote anyway. that evening emilie was at youth group. there are 70+ jr. highers there. there are about 20 leaders. when we picked her up she shared with us that she had received a unexpected note from a leader that she didn't even know noticed her. she expressed how meaningful it was to her receive the thoughtful note.
the happy day project: day three- gift card to the homeless.
like many, i have a tender spot in my heart for the homeless. i look at them and see someone's child; once held by their mother. that mother {like me} hoped and dreamed for her child. i want someone's child to know the Redeemer and Author of Life.
i see them and think of my own mentally ill father, who is paranoid schizophrenic. he could be on the streets instead of a hospital. that man on that corner could be someone's dad. the dad of someone who loves him still. I want him to live in Truth.
i think of an aunt and cousins who have been homeless. numbing her pain was more important than housing. i get it. i ache for her. i see that woman on the street trying to numb her pain. i ache for her and want so badly for her to know the Rescuer, Life-Giver.
i think of george. i praise God for teaching me through george who the least of these really is... me.
and, as always, i will pray for the One True God to show Himself, to lavish His love on, to magnify His mercy, to provide for, and to lead His homeless children in His grace and truth.
what is a way that God has gifted you to bless others?
