This entire weekend my spirit clamored for attention. I was struggling with my fleshly desires to check someone. But the disruption I felt was far beyond me trying to turn the other cheek. I could tell something wasnt right, but to who? I wasnt sure. The whole weekend old hymns of triumph and praise filled my head. As I was en route to work this morning my coworker texted me about one of my students experiencing a fire at home and losing his personal belongings. I knew this was what I was sensing this weekend. I immediately started thinking of what I could do to help. I finally sat down to talk to him, he was so humble in spite of. He didnt want to ask for help, so I said think of me as Terrie from the block. He chuckled. He told me what he needed, I acted on impulse. I boxed some food for him. On my lunch break I made it to Kmart to purchase him an outfit after a coworker giving me a donation. I made back in time to get to him before he left. I gave him the bag, told him to let me know if it didnt work out. He hugged me and said thank you Ms. Burns as he shook his head in disbelief. I said youre welcome and theres more to come. I am a firm believer that the humble child will taste the grace! #comeonsomebody
Posted on: Tue, 12 Aug 2014 00:16:04 +0000
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