Friday, November 9, 2012

{day nine} giving it away...

DISCLAIMER:   Before anyone reads this post, I feel it important for you to know that I was in a horribly foul mood this morning.  Horribly.  No reason.  No excuse.  Just foul.  Ever had one of those days?  So, if you are interested in hearing how that all turned around, read on.  Read on, my friends.

Sometimes you just can't stand to be around even yourself.  I found myself there this morning. 

Yet, despite my foul mood, my heart still overflowed with gratefulness.  It seems to be pouring out of me.  I find myself tripping over things that I am grateful for.  It's almost as if my eyes have been pulled wide open for the very first time to all my abundant blessings.

On the way to work, I made the snap decision to pull into the very long line at Dunkin Donuts.  I needed a cup of coffee and I thought I would bless Harper's class with an assortment of Munchkins.  Munchkins for the munckins, ya know?

As I was sitting in line, I felt my heart start beating faster and faster and faster.  My face got flushed and I heard, clear as day in my soul, the still, sweet voice of my Father.

'Bless the car behind you.'


Surely I'm mistaken.  I never do this.  I don't make donations at cash registers to worthy charities.  Not because I have a heart of stone, but because I'd rather make donations and charitable gifts when it strikes my Spirit.  Not when asked in the check-out line. 

'Bless the car behind you.'

The closer my car got to the window, the faster my heart beat.  The more flushed my face felt.  And then I heard the words fall out of my mouth.

'I'd like to pay for the car behind me, please.'

The cashier working the drive through looked a little stunned.  She returned my debit card and said 'That's really nice.'

My response shocked her even more.

'It's not me.  It's Jesus. Have a blessed day.'

As I drove off, my heart returned to a normal pace.  My face resumed its natural color. 

And the tears fell like rain. 

Not tears of sadness.  Not even tears of happiness. 

Tears of obedience.  Tears of gratitude. 

Obedience and gratitude to the One who has completely rocked my world. 

I don't always obey.  I get a whole lot wrong on a daily basis. 

But today and always, I am forever grateful for the opportunity to pour out His blessings on others.  To give it away in portions much smaller than He has given me.  In the hopes that others will feel His presence near and draw closer. 

My lap {and heart} overflow from the extravagant and abundant blessings God has given me.  And I am thankful to spill those blessings onto the laps of others.

'Give, and it will be given to you.
A good measure, pressed down, shaken together
 and running over, will be poured into your lap.
For with the measure you use, it will be measured to you.'
Luke 6:38

Enjoy your coffee, sir.  And may you know that Jesus loves you.  Extravagantly and abundantly.

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