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Do You Believe That Change Is Possible?

What do some people do it?

They’ll never grow rich.

Never be famous.

No applause.

No promotions.

Hmm, let me tell you why.

A very long time ago there was an elderly man who came to my church.

I was little and shy. Maybe six years old.

And the world seemed so big and scary.

Sunday after Sunday when he’d see me at church

he’d put his wrinkled hand in his pocket and pull out a yellow chiclets box.

I’d put out my cup shaped hand and he’d carefully pour in a few tiny white pieces of gum

and smile at me.

And for that moment

I was visible. A real person. And gradually this shy, little girl began to smile and feel like she belonged.

Today more than fifty years later I remember and am grateful for his beautiful act of care.

Again and again I have received a special kindness

and usually all my words don’t seem enough to communicate my heart’s gratitude.

But people are all that matters. And love. Yes, love is forever.

It takes so little to bring cheer to another

and life can be so very hard. The journey so difficult at times.

But all it takes to really be fulfilled

is just a thought

and maybe a little time and a very little money

and suddenly someone’s day is different. Their life a little brighter.

A loaf of bread here.

Some flowers there.

A check to support three darling children in Brazil, Columbia and Peru.

A cup of coffee.

Simple things.

Won’t you join me?

Let’s grab  hands together

to love this world in His Name.

People all around us.

Sadness behind their eyes.

Weariness and often discouragement.

Come.

Let’s reach out today and touch another’s life.

Threads of gold among the ordinary acts of life.

Pearls that glisten with lasting beauty.

Ignore the voices telling you it’s a waste

for nothing you do in His Name is ever wasted.

Follow the Singer and join in line….

move into your world one neighbor at a time

write it. sing it. tell  it.

and gradually you, too, will see.

He makes everything beautiful in His time.

 

 

 

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Dancing With the Daffodils

It was more than forty years ago

but I can’t see daffodils without remembering that special moment of long ago.

Everything that day up until that moment had been ordinary.

College classes.  Long walks to and fro. Quick snack on the run.

I was young. Yes, very young and going to college more than five hours from home.

And I missed home.

My mom’s cooking. The sound of familiar voices.  Loving family ties.

The broad streets where the first hint of spring had appeared.  My mom had told me about it in her recent letter. But it was still three weeks until spring break. Three weeks that seemed like forever to this college freshman.

As I walked into the dorm that late afternoon

my thoughts were probably already pondering what I’d study that night.

My steps were slow matching the heaviness of my heart.

But as I walked toward the stairs that would take me to my room

my eyes fell upon a huge bouquet of daffodils sitting on the counter.

Their beauty broke through not only the dreariness of my lonely life

but also the routine of the day.

Curiosity drew me to the yellow daffodils.

Who could have possibly left them here?

I glanced around the empty lobby.

Strange.

Then my eyes looked down at those gorgeous dancing flowers

and I noticed a small piece of white paper with something scribbled on it.

My name.

That was all.

Those lovely daffodils were for me.

Someone. Somewhere had left them for me.

Joy upon joy flooded my heart. Loneliness disappeared and in it’s place was gratitude.

Words from Wordsworth’s poem came to mind –

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance

That gorgeous bouquet shone as brightly as ten thousand daffodils

that day

and still dances in my memory. Rich with beauty.

Somehow the years passed and I found myself finally going home

to my lovely hometown along the Susquehanna River.

But I never forgot those golden dancing daffodils and the kindness of the mysterious giver.

And today as I passed them on a morning walk my heart beat gladly with joy again.

He knows your every need.

He sees your deepest longing.

He cares

and will never forget.

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Dare To Believe That You Can

He was young as I remember it.

Only twelve or thirteen but with serious eyes that made him look at least five times his age.

We’d had only a brief encounter but that short conversation haunted me for days.

“I’m just afraid about everything.”

How was if possible that a young boy on the verge of manhood should be so hopelessly tangled up with thick ropes of fear?

Why this was the time in his life

to step out and try new things

to experience adventures

to grow in his understanding of himself and others.

But unfortunately instead of opportunities and adventures

he saw danger and devastation.

Instead of growth he saw risk

and so lived a narrow life

not willing to see what possibilities were right within his reach.

Young as he was this boy had already experienced deep loss and sadness.

So as he saw life

the best thing to do was to try to prevent anything bad ever happening to him.

In life terrible things can happen. Sadly true.

I squeezed his hand in encouragement and acknowledged his feelings of fear.

“Here is the world. Beautiful and terrible things will happen. Don’t be afraid.”
― Frederick BuechnerBeyond Words: Daily Readings in the ABC’s of Faith

A part truth.

But there is more.

More to life that I longed to have him see for himself.

There is beauty and goodness,

joy and adventure

faith and courage and walking on water moments.

There is hope when it appears to be no hope.

There is life that springs up from ashes.

Yes, so much more.

I prayed as I shared groping for the very words.

Trapped in fear

is not truly living.

To break free from fear opens up an amazing adventure.

“He who has overcome his fears will truly be free.”
― Aristotle

Do you find yourself tempted to choose the safe way

instead of that other path?

Do you sometimes long to take that next step but then shrink back

unwilling to try?

But you can change.

Yes, a fearful, shrinking, ‘shaking as a leaf about everything’ person

can change

into a courageous, faith filled moving forward with passion individual.

Voices might tell you no

but I’ve no only seen it

I’ve experienced it.

“Our greatest fear should not be of failure but of succeeding at things in life that don’t really matter.”
― Francis ChanCrazy Love: Overwhelmed by a Relentless God

What’s holding you back?

 

 “So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God.  I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” Isaiah 41:10

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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