As I look back over my life I see so many people who were used for my benefit by God. Most of them are gone, now, and I didn’t know how grateful I needed to be when they were helping me.
When my mother got sick and spent years in bed, I was left with a couple who resented having me. I went from love to resentment. The couple who took me in had many friends who came often to see them, they often gave me love my foster parents couldn’t give.
It was almost five years before I saw my birth parents again, and by this time many things had happened to cause bitterness and strife. I was the center of it. But God sent wonderful people to me, and love I so needed came from strange corners. When I had to make a train trip when I was only five, a woman stepped in to support me. I was supposed to be in the care of a woman who frightened me, but this stranger befriended me and let me sit with her. That was 82 years ago, I am still grateful to her though I never saw her again. Many things like that happened over the years.
I wonder how many of you have stepped in to help without understanding how much you are being used? Or how many have passed up an opportunity to help.
No one would guess how needy I was by looking at my blonde curls or the A’s on my report card. I think some children in pain put on toughness as a protection, and still a part of them responds to love given. I am sure no one guessed how they helped me grow toward getting to know God in my life. From one who has been there to all of you who have helped me, or anyone who filled a need for anyone, I send a huge, heartfelt thank you.
When my mother got sick and spent years in bed, I was left with a couple who resented having me. I went from love to resentment. The couple who took me in had many friends who came often to see them, they often gave me love my foster parents couldn’t give.
It was almost five years before I saw my birth parents again, and by this time many things had happened to cause bitterness and strife. I was the center of it. But God sent wonderful people to me, and love I so needed came from strange corners. When I had to make a train trip when I was only five, a woman stepped in to support me. I was supposed to be in the care of a woman who frightened me, but this stranger befriended me and let me sit with her. That was 82 years ago, I am still grateful to her though I never saw her again. Many things like that happened over the years.
I wonder how many of you have stepped in to help without understanding how much you are being used? Or how many have passed up an opportunity to help.
No one would guess how needy I was by looking at my blonde curls or the A’s on my report card. I think some children in pain put on toughness as a protection, and still a part of them responds to love given. I am sure no one guessed how they helped me grow toward getting to know God in my life. From one who has been there to all of you who have helped me, or anyone who filled a need for anyone, I send a huge, heartfelt thank you.