This $20 has been laying in my windowsill for over a week. On purpose.
I have a thing I do – First Friday Coffee where I’ve had an open invitation on my personal Facebook page for anyone who wants to join to come for coffee. Just coffee and confections. No Bible study, no prayer group, no gossip. It’s a time to come together to encourage each other and share our personal journey. I’m not sure how many years this has been going on but I dare say close to 8, probably more.
One of my precious ladies usually leaves me $20 in this spot each month. She doesn’t have to but it’s her way of loving me. And I appreciate it – the show of love more than the dollar value. That is why it gets left on the windowsill. Every time I walk by, do dishes, or look out the window I see it. It reminds me that she loves me.
There is so much tearing down, negative thoughts and words swirling around that this visual is balm to my soul. She loves me and she doesn’t have a familial obligation. She is just one of the First Friday Coffee Crew that shows me love.
I remember a comic Band-Aid that a wigglie wrapped around one of my window handles. I left it there for years.
I have sticky notes that are 8 years old from my wiggliettes in my office area. I don’t want to forget.
In my purse I carry a note from my dad. When we would visit he would leave a note on table when he left for work. It’s over 15 years old.
My pencils and pens are in a clunky ceramic holder that one of the kids made.
I have an apple shaped cutting board on the counter from one of my sons.
I also have a letter I carry from one of my sons that is over 10 years old. I still pull it out and read it. I could go on and on about these “things”.
All of these thoughts came after noticing that $20 this morning – which led to more thoughts.
What am I doing that leaves memories of loving in others?
I ask you the same. What are you sowing into the lives around you that will grow into affirmation of love when they need it the most?
