My Gift

I was just sitting in my family room alone. I think I was feeling sorry for myself. It was Saturday and I thought maybe one of the girls would be here. My daughters both work so weekends are The only time I expect them. Shouldn’t I remember that they need to balance their time off between cleaning things that were left during the week and their own kids? But here I was, feeling sorry for myself!

I didn’t often feel that way. How could I? The people who were caught in those awful hurricanes are asking themselves, “How can we ever start over again?” And Those folks who attended that concert in Las Vegas will probably never be the same after the shooting. Our country is really messed up! My little pity party doesn’t amount to much, does it?

Someone was knocking at my door! Who could it be? I answered, and there stood my neighbor and her two little children looking up at me. The Mother was carrying a fall looking mum plant and a fall looking little guy was holding the plant up! There was also a fall looking kitchen towel. She said, ” We wanted to give you this.”

I don’t remember what I said but I know I invited them into the house and I thanked them over and over. I can’t figure out why they did that, but I do know that God nudged them a little. He does things like that even for me and my loneliness! I am so thankful for that mom and her two little kids. Now, what can I do for them?