When I was in college I would drive home in the summers and
work with my dad on his farm. One summer in particular was busy. I would drive
the truck through the alfalfa fields and pick up bales of busted hay that had
been missed by the bale-wagon, freeing my dad up to do the "important
stuff". Then we would work on whatever projects he had going on at the
time, a broken-down bale wagon, pouring a cement floor for a friend's shop, un-sticking
the pivot sprinkler, branding and vaccinating cattle... Well you get the idea .
My dad is one of the hardest workers I know. He had the job of keeping
the farm going, I was just a helper. And I loved it. I loved the feeling at the
end of the day of having my muscles stretched beyond what I thought were their
limits, I loved the feeling of the dirt sticking to my hands, and most of all I
loved sitting in the quiet evening hanging out with my dad watching the sunset. I could feel his approval in that quiet, I could feel his
gratitude for the help I'd provided. Even though the things I was doing were
minimal - they were helpful.
At times I get overwhelmed by all the hurting in the world.
Children are starving to death not daily, or even hourly, but every minute, they
are abandon by parents, or hurt by adults. And that is just scratching the
surface. At times I feel like giving up on the small things because, is doing
something as minimal as sponsoring one child or praying for each orphan even
making a difference? And then I realize, I want my life to be like those
summers. I want to labor each day of my life, I want to stretch myself to
beyond what I thought were my limits. When I stand before my Heavenly Father I
want to know that I did my best for Him, that even though the things I did felt
"small", they were helpful.
So we are going to keep doing the small things around here.
We are going to pick out orphans and learn their names and pray for them at
every meal and bedtime. My kids are going to bug people past the point of
insanity by telling them about yet another little one in need of a family. And
then this Christmas we are going to do something BIG!! I'm so excited and I
can't wait to talk more about it, but duty calls. Laundry, dishes, help with
schoolwork, bills to pay...
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