The Little Things…Or Are They??

Larry does many “little things” for me. Little to him… enormous to me. He washes the windows for me and he usually does it when he knows I will be gone for a while because he likes to surprise me. He paints my toenails if I ask him to and he even mops. He shakes his head at me when I share these things, and he never ever blows his own trumpet. I love him so much that I have to sing my own praises of him once in a while. ūüôā

Holds on guys…if you’re going WHAT??? ¬†He is not a twig…he is a mighty oak. He is a man of character and integrity. He is a man after God’s heart. He does those things for me because he knows it makes me happy, and believe me he is a 10 + when it comes to making me happy. We will be married 29 years in July and he still makes my heart skip a whole lot of beats.

I’ll tell you what else he does that makes me happy. He prays for me, for our friends and he prays for people he has never met. Have you ever thought about how absolutely awesome it is when someone is praying for you?¬† That is a real “biggie” to me. Someone talking to God about me or for me. That’s huge! He writes little love notes to me and hides them around the house, sometimes I don’t find them for weeks or months. When I do find them, I feel like a school girl with a crush, giggly and giddy. I could write pages on all the things he does for me and for many others.

Many other little things that touch my heart are: answering the phone and hearing my daughters on the other end, or hearing my grandkids. Cards, phone calls and words of encouragement from friends. Children at church who give me hugs and wet kisses, teens that put their arms around me and say “I love you”. A note of thanks on my mothers day card, not only from my daughter but from my son-in-law too. Surprise pictures sent from my other son-in-law. E-mails from family and friends, both near and far. Text messages from my niece and grandkids.

I’m a bit of a pack-rat and a sentimentalist. That’s a dangerous combination. I have kept cards given to me since I was in the fourth grade. I have saved almost every birthday card, get well card, anniversary card and ‘thinking of you’ card ever sent to me. I have told my husband and kids they can do what they want with them after I’m gone, but until then, I’m hanging on to them. I get them out ever so often and I read them, cry over them (tears of happiness) and I take long walks down memory lane. They still bless me after all these years. I literally have boxes and boxes of cards.

 All of these occasions are not random acts of kindness, often they are deliberate, and they are opportunities put into action. I know from reading the many blogs I visit;  the things you write about are blessing my life and countless others.

I’m recalling these things because it’s easy to overlook deeds of love; it’s easy to take things and people for granted amidst the busyness of life. I shared with you yesterday that we lost a dear friend, and it reminds me how important it is to show those we love how much we love them. Lessons are learned and lessons are taught, in life and in death.

I don’t want to miss this opportunity to say I love you and Thank You to my family and friends. I am so blessed all of you are a part of my life.

What puts a smile on your face? What has someone done for you that is imprinted in you memory?

1 Thess 5:11 Therefore encourage one another and build each other up, just as in fact you are doing.

God is so amazingly wonderful, about halfway through writing this post the doorbell rang, we were not expecting anyone. ¬†There stood Donnie and Debbie… who moved from our town a couple of years ago. Larry and I were absolutely thrilled to see them. We are still “glowing” from there visit. We love them so much and having them stop to visit truly blessed our day.