Going through the mail after being away for the weekend, I opened a thank-you note from a recent bride who is a long-time friend of Portia and Babs and the whole family.
The details are unbloggable for a lot of reasons, but suffice it to say that it was a powerful reminder of the truth that St. Paul wrote in Galatians:
" let us not grow weary while doing good, for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart."
I'm verklempt. Talk among yourselves. I'll give you a topic:
The little things we do for others are neither little, nor just things.
Discuss.
2 comments:
I like this.
I know that many things were done for me while I was on a dark place on my path. Many people did what they believed to be *little things* for me and my children. Without those little things, I would not be where I am now.
An example: I was once on foodstamps and totally mortified. I would not shop at our little grocery store because I was so embarrased. Being a small town, everyone working at the store knew of my situtation. I got a call from one of the checkers one day. She told me that she thought that I was very brave. She also said that she knew that this was a tempory thing in my life and that, once my education was complete, I would never ever have to be on food stamps again.
She did not HAVE to call me...but it made all the difference in the world to me.
Thanks, Mindy. That is exactly the sort of "thing" that I mean.
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