Bring a can of food to the food pantry. Stop to say hello to a neighbor. Smile at a stranger. Offer my seat to an elderly person. Listen to a family member. Keep company with someone who is ill or dying. Pray. Thank God for my blessings and burdens.
The small things matter. They teach me to see the people around me. They strengthen me to be with those who are suffering. They add up to this great insight and responsibility: We are all God’s children, here to love one another.
[Jesus told his disciples this parable:] “His master said to him, ‘Well done, my good and faithful servant. Since you were faithful in small matters, I will give you great responsibilities. Come, share your master’s joy.'” Matthew 25:21
Interesting, thoughtful entry. Life is only made up of small moments – a string of infinite now.
Thanks for sharing.
How beautiful: “infinite now.” Thank you.
“Thank God for my blessings and my burdens.” I love that, Mary. I always thank Him for my blessings, very seldom for my “burdens.” I think when I have said it, it has never really been “heartfelt.”
Any advice on how to get to those “heartfelt thank You’s,” during those “burden times?” God Bless, SR
I just fake it ’til I make it.
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Love it! 🙂 Thanks so much! God Bless, SR
Just wanted to stop by and wish you and yours love and a wonderful Thanksgiving. Hope you all have a wonderful day! God Bless, SR