(sweet card made from our homeschool Co-Op)
Yes. That little three-letter word can either be a blessing or curse in our lives, depending on the circumstance.
I’m kind of a yes-girl. I suppose it goes back to that whole Type-A, get-it done type personality.
But there is one area where I am definitely not a yes- girl, and that would be when people offer to help.
Seems silly, I know. We all need help and some of us need it more than others but why is accepting it so hard?
When this Bell’s Palsy thing started a week ago, I had multiple offers of help and my initial gut response was, “No, we are OK.” “I’ll let you know if we need anything.” became the status quo.
But it didn’t take long before friends and family became more persistent that they wanted to do something for us during this time.
God began to use this situation to soften my heart, especially after a friend reminded me that they want to help. “It’s how we can show you we love you.”
And all the sudden my heart just broke. How hard has my heart gotten that I just can’t let people help and love my family during this challenge?
And so, help keeps coming.
My mom and sister came to help on short notice, helped take care of Nate’s birthday party, did laundry and even organized long-neglected cabinets.
Another friend brought dinner. And another helped my kids at their Co-op classes and drove them home. And another. And another. Meals, snacks, texts, phone calls, cards, flowers – just loads of blessings and love.
And with each of these “love offerings” so poured out by my friends, I think about how great God’s love is for all of us. That’s how this community thing works, we come together to be the hands and feet of Christ to those around us and just love.
Blessings ~ Darcy