Four dollars. Life’s sweet moments. The ones that can leave you weak at the knees or standing in a puddle of sweet tears. This picture means a thousand words. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
Today, we celebrated Father’s Day, good grades and the Hub’s birthday. As my parents arrived, the grandkids were given a dollar for every “A” they earned on their report cards. They all ran off excited for the change in their pocket-grateful & feeling accomplished because their efforts paid off. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• My nephew ran upstairs to make his uncle a birthday card. He wrote the most thoughtful message in it. But, he also included $4. The money he earned from his A’s, from his 6 months of hard work. He gave ALL of it. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• He wasn’t prompted by anyone, just his own heart. His giving heart. The generosity makes me want to cry. Unselfishly giving to an adult who doesn’t need $4. Joyfully giving to make someone else smile & feel special. Without hesitation. Rooted in love. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• His gesture, though seemingly small (because y’all, $4 can barely buy you a coffee) was the most profound. Would you give ALL you had to some else? Would you work hard for 6 months & just give your reward away? Not just a tenth of it...but ALL of it! I don’t know if I would. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• The faith of a child. The joy of a child. The sweetness in a child. It can only be explained as a reflection of God’s goodness. This $4 gesture makes me reflect where my heart is. Where my joy should truly come from? If we really just love others well, serve others unselfishly, help people, show up-giving our best...is there any other higher calling? ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Love you, little man. My wish is that my heart can grow as big as yours! You are a gem!