Today my heart is stirred.
In the most beautiful and magical time of the year, I sit in my warm home and look out to gaze upon the beauty of falling snow flakes. I am blessed to be home with my 2 healthy children who leap upon my lap requesting the morning snuggles that I so anticipate giving each day. As I relax in my cozy pjs, sipping on my second cup of freshly brewed coffee I admire Christmas tree, lights shining brightly in the morning darkness. The lights dance off the presents under the tree. Lots of presents, wrapped in brightly colored paper and adorned with flashy ribbons and bows.
I get up and walk to my pantry to find breakfast. There are multiple options waiting for me.
My kids ask if we can play in the snow later, so I begin to dig through the closet to find warm clothes, and we have them. Snow pants, hats, gloves, coats. They are resources we own.
And, today, on this day that is warm and magical, I am convicted.
I don’t want to be convicted, to be honest.
I quite would like to simply enjoy my warm home, and cozy pajamas, and food that will fill my tummy, without that nagging feeling in my heart. The one that says you are blessed far more than many.
That voice that speaks to my heart- while you sit in your warm home on your cozy couch someone is homeless, freezing, without warm clothes, without anyone who cares.
That voice that reminds me that while I look into my full pantry, someone, somewhere is going hungry, literally dying of hunger.
That voice that simply whispers, while you gaze upon your Christmas lights and your neatly wrapped gifts, many will not receive a gift this year. They will do without and wonder why. They will wish and pray for more, for better, but that may not be what they receive.
My heart is convicted, and my heart is grieved. Tears literally come to my eyes, and I am reminded that I MUST do something. And that you MUST do something.
And sometimes I wonder “what?” What can little me possibly do to make a difference?
BUT, it has to start with me.
SO friends, if you are reading this, remember. Remember that you are far more blessed than many.
AND, do SOMETHING to share that blessing with others.
Because God, the giver of all things good, has given SO generously to all of us, and now it is our turn to share that love with others.
Matthew 25:35-40 For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’ “Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’ “The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’
Passing it On,