I don’t mind the cold, in fact, I like it. I got home from the grocery store and began chopping the vegetables I bought for one of my favorite creations, Beef Noodle Soup. A cold winter day deserves a pot of hot tasty soup to warm the tummy but the message I heard on the radio in the background in my kitchen reached deep into my heart and warmed the inner places of my soul.
In between songs, the deejay on the Christian station shared a story of a mom’s embarrassment while having lunch with her young son in a restaurant. The little boy felt overwhelmed at one point and began acting out. It’s hard when that happens and this child suffers from Asperger Syndrome; his surroundings became too much for him to bear. His mom understood; she did her best. She realized how he felt and tried to comfort him so that they could enjoy lunch together but clearly she struggled. She took her boy to the restroom, and returned to pay the bill. Someone picked up the tab leaving her a note saying “You’re a good mom; I know the struggle.”
To me that act of kindness is the heart of ministry. Oh to see a need and encourage someone like that gives me the chills. It’s a touch from Jesus within the four walls of that room.
Love doesn’t always require a microphone with an eloquent voice behind it preaching the best sermon on record. Love isn’t always just drawing a crowd of people to one’s talents and wowing them with ample abilities. Sometimes love is quietly meeting a need, mysteriously, stepping into someone’s struggle because the pain is familiar.
Love came to that mom in the restaurant and she felt overwhelmed, overwhelmed, though, in a good way. Someone cared! Someone blessed!
We moms and dads know that there are days when parenting challenges takes the wind out of our sails. I remember feeling like a failure at those times and then someone would come along and compliment me, usually my mom, and it meant the world to me. I, too, like to pass that compliment baton. To watch a parent’s face light up from a good word lights up mine.
The story about “blessing and caring” warmed my heart and encouraged me to kick it up a notch higher. May my eyes see an opportunity so I can mysteriously meet the need.