It’s pretty easy to say yes to someone but it’s entirely different to follow through. A few years ago I said yes to God and ever since that day He has been quietly whispering things to me. All of it for my own good, all of it for positive reasons and some of it leaves me asking….why, why me and you’ve got to be kidding. I am still trying to follow through.

The words He whispers that are for positive reasons are obvious right away. The words He whispers for my own good challenge me to be the person He knows I will one day be.

We had our semi-annual free clothing give away day today and IT WAS AWESOME. I think this is the 6th time we’ve done this and I say the same thing at 12:05, “this was, by far, the best one ever”. Truth is, each one is better than the last, each one brings in the “regulars” that stretch my patience and teach me grace I never knew. Then there is always a couple of people that just nail you in the heart. I had such a lady today. I spent some time just walking behind her holding a bag for her to put her things in. We exchanged maybe 5 words while she shopped but I had this humbling, awe inspiring sense of………..well honor. I felt honored to be following her and simply holding a bag for her.

When she was done shopping she said “thank you” and up the stairs she went. She was about a half foot shorter than I am and looked about 30 years older. I watched her walk up the stairs and I just stood there, stunned, unable to move, unable to think but feeling so incredibly blessed. I felt like I had just looked at a world of wisdom, grace, a life well loved, a life of forgiven hurts, a wee woman hiding an immense life’s experiences, a woman wrapped up tightly in the love of God, His love slipped off her and consumed the space I was in and I was humbled.

I stood there so long that someone came over and asked me if I was OK. When I tried to describe why I was just standing there, like a nob, they suggested something so off the wall that I will need to spend some serious time thinking on it.

They suggested that perhaps that’s how people see me, on this free clothing day! Funny how just trying to think that brings me close to tears, am I even allowed to think it?