She’s My Honeybunch

She’s 92 and likes to call me Honeybunch.

Seeing her walk in my office always makes me smile.

She’s been getting a little slower the last few months but she’s still going.

It tickles me that the first time she brought me a box of candy for Christmas she apologized for not bringing me her usual buttermilk pie, stating, “Now that I’m 90, my hips just don’t like standing the way they used to.”

 

What seems like such a little thing as giving someone candy is actually something huge in disguise.

She is not just trying to soothe my sweet tooth. She is showing me she cares about me.
By giving me that candy she is telling me I matter to her. I am important in her eyes.

 

She’s done other things for me, too.

Phone calls now and then just to say hi.

Cards mailed to my house that tell me she appreciates me.

Short visits to my office for no other reason than to check on me and see how I am.

All these seemingly small things are really big things because they are her way of showing the love of Christ to me just because she can.

 

I pray I’m reaching out to others so that someday when I’m slowed by age someone will look at me and appreciate the way I’ve sown love into their life the way she’s sowing love into mine.

 

She’s an inspiration and a shining example of how to love others – humbly, generously, and without any expectation of anything in return.

Just spilling the over-pouring of Christ’s love for her onto others.

I pray I will love Jesus enough that my cup, too, will overflow on to others and they will see the love Christ has for them through me.

Just like I see it through my Honeybunch.

 

 

 

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This Thing I Do

I was talking to my good friend, MHR, about this blog.

She’s the first person I’ve shown it to and I was nervous.

Would she like it?

Would she think it’s too cheesy?

Is it offensive?

Is it total garbage?

I was relieved to learn she likes it and plans to keep reading it!

She had a lot of good things to say. Encouraging things.

Her good words have inspired me to try harder. To write more.

She even inspired me to finish the books I’m writing.

Yes, I am going to finish them. Every. Single. One. Of. Them. And write others, too! (Thanks for the encouragement MHR!)

I’m very thankful she was so encouraging to me and appreciate her friendship so much.

Her support makes it easier for me to keep doing this blog.

I do it for 2 reasons:

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“It’s On the House!”

The other night I went to my favorite restaurant for dinner.

It’s the type where you walk down the line, cafeteria-style, as they build your meal.

One of the employees is a good friend of mine. She just happened to be working.

When she asked me how I was, I said, “fine,”.

She knows me well enough to know that wasn’t true so she said, “Really?”

I explained I’d been out of town for a week and was trying to get back in the swing of things.

Then it happened.

I blurted out the truth: “My brother died.”

I followed it up with a few sentences of explanation concerning his young age and drug use.

She was very kind and empathetic, encouraging me to call or text her later so we could talk.

I thanked her and changed the subject.

When it came time to pay, the Shift Manager, who’d been standing with us when we had that conversation, handed me my meal and said,

“It’s on the House!”

I told him he didn’t have to do that and offered to pay.

He looked me in the eye and said, “No, take it. And have a blessed night, okay?”

When he said that, I immediately felt the Holy Spirit’s presence. In that instant I felt so loved! Such peace washed over me.

Something inside me clicked. I suddenly felt such peace about Matt’s passing. I felt such healing and relief.

There is no doubt in my mind God used this brother-in-the-faith to minister to and comfort me.

Who knew that the simple act of giving someone a free meal, just because they could, would change someone’s outlook and bring them such peace, healing, comfort, and relief?

I am so thankful for those Christians out there who love on others just because they can. They do things to help them, not for gain, but for the simple pleasure of doing good.

What joy they sow in the lives of others!

I’m so thankful the Lord chose to use a “regular Joe” to reach out to me in my pain and love me. He truly was the hands of Christ that day.

I pray God will bless him for his gift to me and I pray God will allow me to love others the way he loved me!

 

 

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