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Seeing With Your Heart

Many years ago I worked in a Head Start program for the summer.

Precious memories of those energetic four year olds flood my mind.

All different colored eyes and shapes.

A variety of backgrounds

Two wearing glasses and some struggling with very simple skills

but all so eager to learn. For school.

I was preparing to be a teacher and loved this chance to work with these kids –

many whom had much less of this world’s advantages than I.

I left early to go to work each day. As if I couldn’t get enough of my time there.

Giggles and laughter.

Learning and growing.

I remember sitting at

the large wooden rectangular table

at snack time. Littles ones on each side.

Wiggly  bodies. Tiny little hands. Beads of sweat on their noses sometimes.

Dimples. Grins.

They’d chatter back and forth and I absorbed every moment of their delightful company.

For the first time I knew that I was in my niche.

Children.

My eyes saw treasure and potential and value.

But my heart pulled me to look beneath the surface

and so I gazed with wonder.

I did the math and saw that the year I was 16

they were born.

Me, dealing with Latin, Geometry, friends, music and so much more

and their tender lives just beginning.

Me, living with advantages  and them with so little. Heartbreaking little.

Some needing a good bath and their nails clipped.

Others obviously needing so much more. Why was it so?

My heart saw their innocence. Their worth.

My heart saw their possibilities.

My heart saw their disadvantages

and I longed to do more

be more

give more.

Yes, the years have passed but I still see those precious little ones

and am grateful for that brief summer

when I was privileged to work with them.

All around us are folks with many, many needs.

It is all too easy to not even see them.

to be blind to the disadvantages, the needs whether physical, emotional, social or spiritual of another.

But we must resist that tendency – the numbing of our senses.

Lord, open my eyes and help me to see

and open my heart to respond to the needs calling to us all around.

See with your heart and it will change your life.

It continues to change mine.

How about you?

 

 

feb 29 heart

Pay Attention To Those Little Signs

Our purpose unfolds as life moves us forward.

As a young girl my heart was drawn to adoption in the strangest of ways.

“Am I adopted?” I’d ask my mother sometimes feeling that I just didn’t fit into my family.

Always the quiet one

reflective and sensitive

I longed to do something meaningful with my life but had no clue what that might be.

From the moment I walked in the door of that HeadStart Program and faced the curious

stares of over a two dozen four year olds

I felt purpose and peace.

Yes, sitting beside those children teaching them letters and colors

they taught me the joy of wading into the needs of society and doing something.

My heart beat wildly251591_3815704947523_2123314045_n with excitement and passion and purpose as each day I went to that summer job.

Nineteen years old and beginning to see.

It wasn’t just the Christmas box that I slipped by the front door of that old broken down shack

that that little boy I worked with called a home.

Dad was an alcoholic, mother raising four children.

No, way before Christmas I had given my heart to do all that I could to relieve the needs

and help the children.

I went back to college having had a small glimpse of an ocean of pain and suffering.

A few years later I began teaching first grade

still drawn to do what I could for those who had so little.

Buying crayons and markers for those who had none.

Going that extra mile and discovering joy.

Weaving stories of hope and promise for those who had none.

Purpose continuing to flower as my heart embraced the call.

Spinning the globe as I sat in my living room floor.

“What country do you want to adopt from?” the social worker asked.

“Anywhere” I answered knowing it did not matter.

Wherever there was a child who needed a parent, I was open and willing.

Drawn to by an irresistible Love to do all I could.

Weakness stepping into an ocean of need and discovering that I was carried and supported

All along the way.

Raising two Russian born girls and finding it joy.

Purpose continuing to unfold as my life moves forward.

A purpose that had visible signs early on in my life.

Pay attention to those moments when you feel fully alive

And  on fire.

Is it writing? Then write.

Is it teaching? Then teach.

Is it working with children or the elderly or the sick? Then do that.

Whatever it is that taps into your hidden energy

embrace

and in so doing your purpose will be revealed.

As you give your life away

you will receive your life.