Stolen Blessings

Sometimes I think I am making things easier. But, occasionally that has unexpected results.

I was scheduled to have surgery on a Thursday. I had to be there mid-day and needed a ride because Tim was in a class all week and was unavailable.

I asked our daughter in law. She readily accepted. She always is willing to help and especially loves to help family.

Well, as the date grew nearer, I changed things. I asked a friend who lived closer and had a more flexible schedule. So I canceled with my daughter in law and didn’t think a thing about it.

Until after the surgery.

Our family was blessed with meals and gift cards for a week. I had told them not to worry about it but it was indeed something we needed and were blessed because of their generosity.

And they were happy to do it. They also received a blessing knowing they helped us too.

And that’s when it clicked. I had stolen that blessing from our daughter in law.

I called to apologize and she was very gracious. She even said that someone else may have needed the blessing to help.

Friends, as the body of Christ, we are to be in community – to help and to receive help. I am a recovering independent boob who is continuing to learn to reach out and ask and to accept.

A friend I haven’t seen in months texted last night. Her mother is in surgery this morning. I’m so thankful she asked for prayer. I was pleased to do it. And to continue to do it.

My encouragement to you today – reach out. Ask. Let people help. Let people know how to pray for you. Let people inside the muck that is your life. God is moving. He is always working.

Sometimes He uses ordinary people like us.