One of the members of my adult Sunday school class just showed up on my doorstep to deliver an envelope full of goodies that makes me humble. What she delivered was probably $80 worth of things she probably can't afford by way of thanks for taking her places. It makes me cry!
Emily is a woman alone, as I am. For a number of weeks, she showed up in class with a walker because one of her knees wasn't working well. And then she had the knee surgically replaced. We prayed for her...and then came the time to put our money where our mouths were.
My co-grandma was doing a lot for Emily. I wanted to relieve her some, since she also is taking care of a live-in son recently diagnosed with Parkinson's Disease. Thus, I took on the Emily taxi thing...but in reality, I had no reason not to! Honestly, I probably got more out of our ventures to Physical Therapy, haircuts, and trips to the grocery store than she did. I came to know her a little bit better by our weekly trips. She struggles the same that I do.
Yesterday, after quite a few weeks, she was finally released to drive. Freedom! And then she showed up on my driveway today like a Greek bearing gifts. Dear Lord, I am humbled by her gifts! I didn't take her places hoping for any thanks or remuneration! I only knew that, were I in her situation, I would need the same help.
So...I wish her God's blessings. She would do the same for me. In the meantime, I'm just stunned.
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