I am sitting here at my computer, having just finished the last of the missionary emails I write and send every Sunday afternoon. I love writing to and hearing from missionaries - my own son and others. Missionaries have such a wonderful spirit of humility, gratitude and service. The missionaries that I write to, (other than my son) have no family support and they rarely hear from their parents or any other family members. Taking just a few minutes to write and let them know that they are thought of and prayed for, or sending a small care package of goodies, is such a little thing, yet it seems to bring happiness to these young missionaries.
We get so many opportunities in life to bless others and make their lives just a little better. I want to do better this year at taking more of those opportunities. Sometimes, something so small, like a smile or encouraging word, can help someone in a big way.
There is a dear woman in our church who was diagnosed with cancer last year. She is lovely woman who raised her own family and then took on the responsibility of raising two of her grandsons. One of her grandsons and my son Josh are friends. Beginning last August, this sweet woman went through a lot of radiation and chemo therapy treatments. They were rough. She lost her strength. She lost her appetite. She lost her hair. In early December, her doctor told her that the cancer was gone and she didn't need any more chemo treatments. A follow-up scan after Christmas, he said, would confirm that the cancer was gone. Last week, my friend had her follow-up scan. The news was not good. The cancer had returned. She will need more chemo and radiation treatments.
Through all of this, this woman remains cheerful and happy. She comes to church whenever she can and is always smiling and talking to other and giving love instead of complaining about her own problems, which are many. She sends me texts through out the week and lets me know how she is doing. I always respond and try to be encouraging to her. She told me that my texts help her so much. She said that sometimes she texts family members with news of her condition and treatment and she gets no response. I don't understand that, but I do know that she loves it when I send her a text to see how she is doing or when I respond to her texts and just tell her that I am praying for her. It is such a little thing to send a few short texts to this woman during the week, and yet it really seems to help her. She knows that someone is thinking of her and cares enough to let her know.
I am now wondering what other small opportunities to help someone else, I have let pass me by. I know there are many, so this week, I resolve to do better - to take a few minutes to help someone else - to let that person know that I care.
I love this quote from author Leo Buscaglia:
There are always ways to help and serve others and spread the love of Christ. We just have to look for and then take those opportunities which God gives us to spread His love!
"...Verily I say unto you, inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me."
~Matthew 25:40