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The other day Rowdy told me that he helped an old lady pump her gas and gave me the down-low of how weary she was of him at first --but that she then accepted his offer. It made me swoon. And if you don't know what swooning entails I can give you the down-low later because this blog is PG (most of the time). There is just something about knowing when your Man does a random act of kindness. It is heart-warming to say the least. Don't you just KNOW that had to have made her day?
I honestly don't feel like I do a lot of serving compared to what I used to. As a youth I served served served because it was just drilled into me and I was given so many opportunities in my church. But as I have gotten older my time has been limited and I have felt that from the very beginning my family comes first. I serve them FIRST--and then if I am able I can move towards serving others.
So I know these moments of random acts of kindness of service may not seem like a big deal. But they ARE a big deal because I feel like they are the only moments I have.
And for now...I pray that they are enough.