“Hope.” Where do I begin? Hope, its root to me is “faith” propped up by action. The more I take part in doing what I believe to be “God’s good,” the more faith I have in my hopes and the more hope I have in my faith. Pretty simple, huh?
Daily opportunities come to each of us. We are honored by God to be His answers to others’ prayers and our own as well. I think the very precious gifts God has given each of us individuals are meant to be shared with generosity and joy for the world around us. It may be your experiences, wisdom, knowledge that will help and lift those who cross your path. It might be your resources: clothes, food, money, transportation. It might be your phone call, visit, your nod or your smile when you pass the stranger on your way through the store, drive-thru or street. It all matters: to those who you interact with, as well as to you, as you fulfill that need. I won’t go so far as to high five the driver that cuts me off, but I think you get the message.
In sharing your gifts, look for the coincidence. I believe God often chooses to be anonymous through coincidence. I can’t tell you “how” this works, but if I were big enough to believe I understood all or exactly “who” God is, He wouldn’t be big enough to hold my faith. I am 61, yet there is a core in me that takes a joy, a child-like happiness by “being there” for what I find as “my” God’s calling. My calling is more of a “whisper.” The signs for me to get busy are often and easily recognized in my day to day living.
It is my “Hope” you will seek these instances in your lives to also be a link, the answer for God to do for others with your gifts. I assure you it will put a smile in your heart.
Bless you and know all things matter, even our most humble offerings.
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