Friday, October 1, 2010

Does a minute spent reaching out really matter?

Today I was woken up by a special ring on my cell phone...one designated just for my "little buddy" as I like to call her.. my 6 and a half year old grandaughter. Surprisingly as a woman that ring does not bring any of the usual things that some other rings do when I hear them at early or late hours.. I don't think "oh no what has happened... ".. instantly my heart beats a little faster, but with incredible joy! Why? Because I know there's going to be a voice on the other end that loves me unconditionally, as I do her, and is going to want to share something with me... and it doesn't really matter to me how big or small it is.

Since moving these 2000 miles away from her I treasure each and every time I see or hear from her. I plan the times I can call her, write her, or even see her. When she calls or writes me? Over the moon... yes.. I'll admit it.. over the moon.

Makes me think.. have I given that same joy and thrill to others in my life? Have I taken the time to call, write, listen, reach out to make their life a little more joyful? I read scriptures about how God created us for fellowship.. how He longs for us to reach out to Him to share with Him...

If we want to be real about life.. we only have so many minutes, hours.. days.. I want to spend them creating joy and life... how about you?

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