When I did the 31-day writing challenge last month I wasn’t sure if it would be like “old news”. My journey of Hope has been long and arduous, and, of course, because I am a real person with a real life, the journey continues every single day with every single breath. In fact yesterday was such a day. A day in which I had to put my faith feet on and repeat over and over to myself, God Already Knows About This (G.A.K.A.T.), as I waited for a certain bit of news. That news did come and it held a good outcome. But, what if it hadn’t? Those are the thoughts I ponder, as a Mom and Grandmother, after the phone rings or after the text message comes. How big IS my faith?
Back on topic! Yesterday morning I received a direct message on Facebook from a friend who has separated herself from just about everyone and everything. She is having struggles at home and some physical issues as well. She messaged me to tell me that my 31-Days of Hope saved her life. She told me how encouraged she was to read about someone else’s problems and how they walked through it. Her telling me, encouraged me and reminded me to never push aside the promptings of Holy Spirit. IF He says “write this,” then, I must obey and not listen to my own thoughts of doubt.
I know women who have this beautiful gift of hospitality, they know how to serve people and how to welcome them “in”. I love having people in our home, but serving them comfortably and easily is not one of my giftings. I do it because I love our family and our friends and will always have an open door for them. I may not ask if I can get them something to drink or eat at the proper time and I may not have a coffee cake warm from the oven! But, welcome, THEY ARE!
My friend reminded me in her message that my words opened a door for her, a door of hope – I’m not sure I could have offered any more hospitality than that!
Linked with Holly’s “Testimony Tuesday” and it was her blog about doors that prompted these ramblings!