Last night I was reflecting on all the kindness and generosity that has been out poured onto us. I prayed for more opportunities that we are able to be generous and helpful as a family. Wanting to plan some sort of event, or drive. I wanted to give, my mind thought back to my non profit days. I want my children to understand the importance of giving and some grand gesture felt like an amazing way to do that.
This morning walking into the grocery store, a grandma was having a horrible time getting her granddaughters stroller to break down. Having dealt with a few, I thought I would stop to help. After five minutes I couldn’t figure it out either, thank goodness for YouTube. As the lady was amazed, I watched the video and had the stroller broken down even quicker. But what happened next was what shocked me. Instead of saying thank you and going on her way, she asked me to pray for her cancer to disappear. I had not told her my name, nor that I was even a Christian. But she knew and she was in no way ashamed to ask for prayer. She was desperate for healing and she knew the source was Christ.
As I left, I thought about how great it was to help that woman and experience her faith. I thought about my prayer for a way we could help amongst our hectic mix of widowhood and toddlerhood. But the answer wasn’t some grand one, it was simple.
Quit looking for a specific tree, and see the beauty of the entire forest. Not to set myself in a specific place and hope we can help someone. The answer is to posture ourselves in a way that we see all the small areas where we can answer the call and generosity. Sometimes it feels good when we have accomplished these huge gestures for people, but I think God uses the small acts to change us. He uses the small acts to slowly point us back to him time and time again.