I know my blogs are few and far between these days, but that's just what happens when you love your job. Not gloating, just being honest. :)
Anyway, I felt compelled to share this real quick before I shower and hit the sack. My church service this week was really therapeutic in a sense, and I feel like the past week has been chock full of messages. I know it's cliché at this point, but Whitney Houston's death really put me in a funk. It was so weird that one moment she was alive and the next she was gone. Unlike Michael, who had looked frail for awhile, Whitney seemed healthy (sort of). The ironic thing was that Michael looked so small yet he could still sing and perform and he still had his talent. Whitney looked capable, but couldn't hit those notes like she used to. I don't know why I'm getting into all this right now but it just made me sad that her daughter doesn't have her mother anymore, and that her father can't give her what he needs -- which is a huge understatement, but I feel bad being rude to someone, especially when they've lost someone in their life.
Last Friday was National Random Acts of Kindness Day. I had no idea until I heard Ryan Seacrest announce it on the radio, so I decided I wanted to buy a person in line at Starbucks a coffee before work. I have written about the time the person in the drive-thru at Starbucks in Dallas, Texas bought my drink for me and I never got to tell them thank you or even see who they were, and it made my entire day. So I wanted to do it for someone.
The thing about random acts of kindness is that everyone gets so offended these days. I was afraid that if I tapped someone on the shoulder and asked to pay for their coffee, or if I told the Barista I was getting the person behind me, they'd find me rude, like, "What, do I look like I can't afford a $3.50 cup of coffee?" That's sticky situation. It makes doing good deeds a bit harder these days. When I walked in, I saw a woman in front of me, and I kept trying to see her face to decide if she'd be okay if I bought her coffee. I couldn't get a glimpse. So I decided I'd just buy an extra latte and bring it to someone I knew at the office.
I was kind of disappointed about it though. And then, out of nowhere, the woman in front of me turned around and looked at me. She had maybe one or two teeth. Her face seemed a little dirty, and her hair unkempt. It made me heart hurt. I smiled.
"Hi, can you buy me a fruit plate?" she asked.
I told her yes and made sure she was taken care of for the rest of the day. After I paid, she looked me in the eye and said "God bless you."
I didn't tell this story to pat myself on the back. Admittedly, it made me feel good, but it also broke my heart. What happens tomorrow when I'm not there to buy her food?
I'm very much on the Nicki Minaj side of things when I say, "I"m not lucky, I'm blessed, yes." And I have to believe it wasn't just a coincidence that I waltzed into Starbucks, hoping to help someone out, and when I was considering taking the safe route, an opportunity was presented to me to help in a bigger way.
My point is that if you seek a way to help others, it will come to you. You have to ask God for those opportunities. He will present them. Just like if you are seeking refuge or solace about something, you have to ask Him for help, right? You need to do the same when helping others. Our biggest mistake is keeping quiet and letting the opportunities pass us by. Just ask. He will provide.
I thought that was great lesson to be learned this week.
Sending positive thoughts your way,