by Jody Landers, freaking cool girl who co-founded the infamous Water 4 Christmas!
I am so encouraged. So challenged. So inspired by the stories of friends of mine. All attempting something. Taking leaps. Allowing God and the people he loves to disrupt their lives. To affect their schedules. To control their pocket books. To use their time. And their talents.
(In no way an exhaustive list–)
*Like my new friends, the Hewitts, in Colorado who have spent their early mornings having coffee with the men who live in the park and handing out back packs with granola and blankets and toothpaste.
*Or Tammy who has started stocking the cupboards of the local NICU, understanding that this is the darkest hour for many families and feeding themselves often gets overlooked.
*Or my sister-in-law, Kari, who for many years has loved on and cared for a widow she met through a job that she has long left. Every possible holiday, weekly phone calls, countless hours.
*Or Naomi who uses an incredible artistic talent to break down barriers and communicate to skater teen-agers in her area. Lots of time. Lots of effort. And impact immeasurable.
*Or Courtney and kids who delivered cookies to the “service men” one day…trash man, mailman ect.
*Or Steffany and Brandi, who are working on getting birthing kits to parts of the world where way too many mothers and babies die from preventable childbirth complications. ‘Because every mother matters.’ (PS Steff is doing most of the work! I just get to hear the cool updates!)
*Or Holly and friends who are making trips to the local homeless shelters to take professional family and individual photographs of the people who live there. Helping to bring a piece of dignity and pride and healing into their lives.
*Or Sheila and John, Alissa and Drew and James and Cheryl–foster care parents–who have allowed their lives to literally be turned upside down for a season while they care for deeply wounded and broken children. While at a safe distance from the tragedies and suffering of birth families, these foster families enter in, willingly taking on the pain. And offering love. And family.
*Or Sarah, who will take another team of teachers to spend much of their summer training teachers in Sierra Leone.
*Or my father-in-law, who quietly visits and prays for and sits with the sick. The unglamorous and unnoticed work of a man wanting to ensure the people do not die alone– that we do not forget, we do not overlook the aging and the elderly.
And there are so many, many more. As time allows, I will keep telling them.
Because the better we tell our stories, the better we want to live them.
Thank you. To those mentioned. And those not mentioned.
Thank for you attempting something. Something dangerous. And inconvenient.
Thank you for making hope. And bringing value. And taking on suffering.
Thank you for inspiring me."
Leave me your thoughts. . .and anyone you know who is inspiring you. I'd love to have a list like this (with blog addys) to post on the new Red Letters Campaign site in our RLC @ Home section!