Guest post by Wendy Giles
During my recent trip to Tennessee my mother wanted very
much to bless me with something beautiful. As we were in a gift shop during a
visit to a cave with a large underground lake we came across some sun catchers.
Some were very pretty. They had ones with pansies (my favorite flower), and
some with lighthouses (I love the ocean) among their choices.
My biggest desire was just to spend time with my family,
not to receive a souvenir. But my parents wanted so much to bless us, not
realizing that they, themselves, were already the blessing I wanted most.
Today, I have a sun catcher, but it isn’t either of the
two I looked at with my mother. It’s made of plastic, with uneven paint, made
by a five year old girl who lives on our street. She left it on our front porch
with this note:
“Dear Wendy,
I made you a Jesus thing and I’d like you to have it.
Love,
Sienna”
This sweet little girl blessed my heart so much. We just
finished (over the summer) a Kids Club for the children on our street. She came
and heard about Jesus here in our home. He blessed her (and me) enough to place
on her heart the desire to give me a gift.
It amazes me that with Jesus we see a common thread woven
through the hearts and lives of His followers – both young and old – the desire
to be a blessing.
Sierra, like my Mom, wanted to give me something that
would be a blessing. She, like my Mom, is already a precious blessing to my
heart. The sun catcher is simply a reminder of the sweet gift I have been
given.
I am blessed to be so loved.
-Wendy
