Yesterday one of my students brought me a gift. It is a handmade cross-stitched type of gingerbread house ornament.
This particular student has a lot of medical issues. I'm not sure what all is going on with her, but she has a learning disability along with no use of her left arm. She is one of the sweetest people I know. When she smiles, it lights up the room and my heart. She goes out of her way to be nice to people. And she works really hard in class despite the things that make the education world difficult for her.
People, she made this ornament for me. She has no use of her left arm.
I am in awe, and I am humbled. I feel like I can't even put it to words adequately.
One of my friends challenged me to photograph a moment today where I could see God's love. I know this was not technically today, but I saw it on my desk when I got to school today, and it made me think.
This small act of kindness and love is a sign of God's love for me because it showed me that I am cared about. Whenever I am the recipient of any act of love, kindness, or service, I know it is God's hand through someone else. In this case, I was humbled by this simple act from a student with many challenges. She loves me enough to create something with her hands when she has no use of one arm (and hand). What did I do to deserve this?
I could also ask what I did to deserve the sacrifice Christ made for me. The answer is simple: nothing. I don't "deserve" His sacrifice, but He gives it freely because He loves me.
May we carry that love in our hearts and give freely. We can carry that love in our hearts and be God's hands to someone else.
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