Twice as Nice

Another craft show under my belt. This was my second year at the St. Matthew’s Christmas Fair. Dagmar, Debbie and I filled 30 feet of tables and a large round table with creative goodies.There were many quality venders in attendance. I was so super excited about this LuLaRoe shop! I was introduced to LuLaRoe by THE sweetest and lovely sister in Christ, Shanna Noel of Illustrated Faith, when I was in Italy.  She wore adorable and fun outfits from this company. So yes, I bought a cute green dress to go with some fun, flowery leggings. Pick and Preserve set up shop right beside us. This young couple grows their own fruits and buys from local farmers to make their own delicious jams and jellies. Oh my, the strawberry pepper is oh so yummy! They also have wonderful taste in decorating their table….notice the hoop art in bucket? Hee Hee…it made my heart sing when she held my craft in her hands and squealed with delight. I also made ornaments, dolls, aprons, cosmetic bags and totes.I put my mom to work in helping me bake pumpkin-peanut butter dog biscuits.I cut lumber, painted the blocks and turned them into Nativity blocks. On the back of each block was a little poem and a bible verse about each of the characters in the Nativity story.I’m not quite sure what happened this year, but there were twice as many customers than last year., thus earned us twice as much profits! Which also meant, that I could give to TWICE as many organizations!The first organization I am giving to is one I heard about through church, P.S. I Love You Ministries. There are so many families who attend my church that have adopted or fostered children. This unselfish act of love is no easy task. As a foster family, you may be contacted in the middle of the night to bring into your home a child for which you may not have the proper diapers or clothing for. Maybe you’ve adopted a child whom is showing difficulty because of their previous home. This is where P.S. I Love Steps comes in. They understand that sometimes a child is pulled from an unsafe environment with only the clothes on his back. They provide each foster child in Spartanburg county a pillowcase with the P.S. I Love You logo on it, new pillow, bible, blanket, toy, and a bag filled with age appropriate hygiene items. Each bag cost approximately $60-75. The Care Bags are a way of helping meet some of the needs of the foster family and foster child. Each Foster child is given a pillow case with their name embroidered on it. With so much instability in their little lives, this is theirs for them to keep. No one can take it away from them. It’s that little touch of empathy that translates into love.

Again I am blown away by what one or two people can do when called by God to start something. PS I Love You® Ministries is a faith based not-for-profit organization that desires to demonstrate God’s heart in Psalm 68:5 to be a ‘Father to the Fatherless’. They seek to partner the God-given time, talents and resources of the Christian community at large to serve orphans, both legal and social, and children-at-risk in the United States and throughout the world. They raise awareness of the issues that confront orphans and children-at-risk as well as provide for their needs and for the needs of those that care for them. These needs include but are not limited to physical, emotional, social and spiritual.

 They do this in response to the grace and mercy shown us by God with a desire to share His love to others in tangible ways and through the sharing of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. 

I happily write them a check for $300. 

Tomorrow I want to share with you the other organization I am able to give to because of sweet people buying the things I make…Sidewalk Hope.

Thank you for dropping by!

I Have Courage


Courage: —noun
the quality of mind or spirit that enables a person to face difficulty, danger, pain, etc., without fear; bravery.
The heart as the source of emotion.
Have the courage of one’s convictions, to act in accordance with one’s beliefs, especially in spite of criticism.

Today I want to wave the white flag and say “I Surrender to the madness!”
Have you ever felt this way? Loving is hard.

Our city has one of the most violent neighborhoods in the nation. I led a women’s bible study there every Thursday in the community room for six months. In the end, no one showed up. I had to end it. I cried.

I discipled a woman who lived through rape, beatings, prostitution, homelessness, drugs, alcohol and having to give up 5 of her children to protective services. Our friendship grew over a year with the birth of her sixth child, moving her into an apartment, going to different appointments, studying the bible together and trying to work through life’s problems. She was doing well. We even drove around the city giving bag lunches to the homeless on the street. But her 35 years of hard living were catching up with her. It was hard for her to break away from old friends, old habits and old ways. I had to break our friendship off. It was hard. I cried.

This past Christmas, I coordinated donations from friends for gift bags for the women at the shelter. I was blown away by the generosity that came through the door. For many of these women this would be their only gift on Christmas Day. A large laundry bag was filled with a blanket, pajamas, socks, panties, shampoos and lotions, stationary and stamps, toiletry items, and lots of love. The bags were all tied up pretty and given to each woman on Christmas Eve. A month later, one of the girls jokingly made fun of her pajamas, saying she looked like a “grandma hooker”. That stung. I wanted to cry.

Some of the girls wanted to know how to find special verses in the bible for certain occasions. Well, 20 packets of index cards were donated and I didn’t quite know what to do with them. A sweet friend suggested I use the cards to make a bible verse flip book with the girls at the shelter. I spent hours gathering, cutting, and pulling together materials in ziplock bags. I spent a few more hours typing out bible verses to help get the books started. It didn’t go quite like I expected. Thinking about all the time I spent getting the project ready and the excitement I felt about doing it with them, to have it not go as planned, made me want to cry.

I have a friend whom I suspect of lying and cheating me and others. I’m hurt. I’ve cried.

Why? Why do I do this? Why do I open my heart, my time, my service? Why do I love the ones who are so hard to love? Why can’t I just love those few who are like me? It would be less painful. There’s no risk. I could stay to myself and just venture out when needed with those who have passed my litmus test, are the same, like me.

Why? Because God gave me a great big ol’ heart. It is sensitive to other people’s pain and needs. I want to help, fix and make things right. Yup, I get my feelings hurt. I’ve been taken advantage of. I’ve lost money on “loans”. I’ve jumped through a lot of hoops. That’s the risk I take and satan loves this! When things don’t really work out in my eyes, he jumps for joy thinking he has stopped the love of Jesus Christ. He’ll even try to convince me what a loser I am, that I’m not good enough, not a real Christian, just a wimp for giving up, hoping I won’t love again.

But, according to the definition above, I am none of what satan says I am.
In fact, I am Courageous! I’ve walked where many are afraid to go…in a homeless shelter and into a violent public housing complex to love and serve The Lord.
I am Courageous! The source of my pain is from my heart.
I am Courageous! In spite of being rejected, lied to, and told I shouldn’t do it, I have stuck with my belief that this is what God wants me to do.

I must remember, and I hope you remember too…that it isn’t that we do good deeds or volunteer lots of time or give loads of money…it is about loving fully for the Glory Of God. Whatever we do, God sees it and he sees our heart. So whether or not, it turns out the way we would like, really doesn’t matter…are we glorifying God when we do it? If yes, the rest doesn’t matter. We may never know what blessings our love will bring down the road for the person we took a risk for.

Do you have a soft heart? Then you have courage. To love is not a weakness.

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