A Loaf Of Zucchini Bread

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_49A9018Written by: Cindy Morrone

Going with one of our daughters to the hair dresser last week, I was delighted to see an elderly customer, hand her hair dresser a loaf of zucchini bread.  Her hair dresser remarked on what a wonderful lady she is. We marveled at this woman’s kindness and how we do not see this often.  Someone showing their appreciation with gifts.

The yearning in my belly rose once again to the surface that day.

I wanted and needed someone to show me such kindness.

For a plethora of personal reasons, I longed for tangible loving. Something I could see, hear and touch.

On a particular difficult morning, I received her message. She had something for me and could she drop it off after work?

This lovely had no idea what I had been going through and I did not disclose this yearning to her.

I had to my Jesus though.

In my constant prayers, I asked Him to fill my needs, to comfort me, and to heal me.  Not only did He hear my prayer but He asked someone else on my behalf, to deliver a gift of kindness.

Unbelievable!!

When she came to my door she said she felt silly bringing me a loaf of zucchini bread.  Yes, I said zucchini bread!  She explained that she had made several and when praying about who to give a loaf to, my name (Yes, MY name!!) came to her mind.

At my door, I tried to awkwardly share how much this meant to me.  And she started to express that although she felt silly, it was more important for her to be obedient.  She didn’t know why or how important this act was and she didn’t need to know.

She said, “I did feel a little silly, but it’s more silly to be disobedient to God! Thank you God for leading and guiding us!! I pray God will bless you and use you today!! I probably won’t know how much it meant to you but God did and I want to be used by Him!”

Unbelievable!!

How often do we let our feelings of silliness get in the way of being the hands and feet of Jesus? Maybe we think the act of kindness too little, too inexpensive, too ordinary.  Maybe because we don’t know the reason behind the call to action our feet stop.

The way I see it, there were (at least) 3 Gospel Truths at work in this act of kindness towards me:

  • The Lord heard my prayers and answered them. “Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you.” Jerimiah 29:12
  • There is opportunity to serve and come alongside others. Jesus, Himself being our ultimate Servant. ‘When he had finished washing their feet, he put on his clothes and returned to his place. “Do you understand what I have done for you?” he asked them. “You call me ‘Teacher’ and ‘Lord’, and rightly so, for that is what I am.  Now that I, your Lord and Teacher, have washed your feet, you also should wash one another’s feet. I have set you an example that you should do as I have done for you.”’ John 13:12-15
  • Saying Yes! and doing is necessary to deliver tangible love. This lovely was ready, willing and obedient to deliver this act of kindness to me.  “Each of you should use whatever gift you have received to serve others, as faithful stewards of God’s grace in it various forms.”  1 Peter 4:10

Thank you, lovely, Julie MacIntosh-Hough!! Again, you’ll probably never know how much your gift truly blessed me (and yet, you did it anyway)

 

Running On Empty? What Do You Do?  The Choice is Ours.

Written by: Cindy Morrone

I had several prescheduled appointments to make.  Time was tight but I had arranged each stop strategically so it would all work out.

I didn’t make room for error.

At the appointed time, we got into our van, turned it on and immediately I noticed that in order to do what I had to do and get back home, I would need gas or we’d be stranded.

I didn’t have time to get gas before all the scheduled appointments so I prayed that the van would get us through.

The warning sign didn’t come on until after the first appointment, about an hour away from home.  I pushed through the next appointment and the next, and then started to drive home.

Recently a close friend asked me, “Does it get any easier saying good-bye?” She knew we had just lost our precious foster baby to her forever home and was concerned about how I was coping.

My immediate answer was, “No.”  After a brief reflection, I answered, “Well, in some ways its easier and in some ways its harder.”

Knowing the pain to come, I knew the things I could do to help ease the pain.  Finish her life book, meet up with friends, exercise and not over extend myself during this time of grieving.

When you know difficulty is coming, you can somewhat brace yourself.  You prepare for the storm and you put in place those things you know have helped in the past.

But no thing can prepare me for the depth of this storm.  And it’s when I try to press on in my own strength, thinking those things in themselves will completely heal my pain that I find myself running on empty.  I can’t just stop at the next gas station and fill up.

I need to account for my human error.

It’s only in my intimate and deep dependency on my Jesus that I make it through.

Devotions and prayer become my refuge.  The Word my anchor.

Scriptures like this, hold true;

“Come near to God and he will come near to you.”  James 4:8

“My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.”  Psalm 73:26

‘But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”  Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.  That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties.  For when I am weak, then I am strong.’ 2 Corinthians 12: 9&10

And in my prayers, I don’t just hope that I’ll make it through, I know for certain that I will.