Three minutes later.
"Your smile is beautiful. Thank you for sharing it," said a gentle man.
No. Thank you.
Thank you to the 7-year-old girl that skipped by me in the mall bathroom. Thank you to the 60-year-old something cashier that stopped what he was doing to give me a simple but BIG compliment.
My first encounter brought joy to my heart when the little girl whispered her precious words. But my second encounter turned to tears. Happy tears. Thankful tears. Two angels in a matter of minutes.
What a blessing. What a lesson!
Family illnesses, medical unknowns, broken hearts. We all have our "problems." Our lives are all different. Sadness. Grief. Betrayal. Worry. Scars.
For some of us, they haunt us daily. For others, it's a memory that triggers the pain-- the reflection.
I got a big reminder today from God to step out of my "bubble" my "burdens" and "see" the
people around me.
Those two "angels" today made a difference. Yes, even with their small compliments-- they reminded me to strive daily to make a difference.
What can I do today to make someone smile? After all, your smile-- your kind word might be
the only sweet things they experience today.
It's my challenege for myself. Will you do it with me?
Little did I know today's lessons would continue.
Most car rides home--I'm listening to K-Love. It's a peaceful time I look forward to every day. Today was no exception.
Blessings by Laura Story played softly.
What if Your blessings come through rain drops?
What if Your healing comes through tears?
What if it takes a 1,000 sleepless nights to know you're near?
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise?
Realizing that my "problems" don't mean I am or was ever on the wrong path. This IS MY path.
And no doubt-- there will be yellow lights, stop signs, and yield signs along the way before
God allows us to "reach" that blessing.
Laura's words-- So raw. So true.
We doubt Your goodness, we doubt Your love
As if every promise from Your word isn't enough
All while, You hear each desperate plea
And long we'd have faith to believe.
It took two "angels" and a song full of "blessings" to be reminded that the scariness of life isn't home. Thankful for His reminders. It's my prayer they will never stop.
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