Sometimes I’m the Bell, Other times it’s you!

AnniversaryOur parents care for us and then as they age, it becomes our turn to care for them. I had to remind mother this week that I didn’t always understand why she made me do the things I had to do, but it was always for my own good, and I asked her to trust me about some things she was upset about. We all have to trust someone, or each other, at times, but more than that, we have to trust in God as the heavenly Father that knows best for us, because He knows all about us! I read a little story that touched my heart and made that point to me. It was about two horses, one of them had gone blind, and the owner couldn’t bear to have him put down. If you watched him, he was always with a companion and if you were close enough you could hear a little bell ringing as the smaller horse moved around. As he trotted to different areas of the field he would look back for his companion, whose ears were at attention, listening. In the evening, when it was time to eat, you would notice that the horse with the bell would wait until his friend caught up before he went into the barn to eat. Like the owners of these two horses, God does not throw us away just because we aren’t perfect or because we have problems and challenges. He watches over us and even brings others into our lives to help us when we are in need. Sometimes we are the blind horse being guided by the little ringing bell of those who God places in our lives. Other times we are the guide horse, helping others to find their way. I think there are times when someone is put in our life to test us, to see how we act and react. A few months ago I had a need and was praying for God to supply my need according to His riches in Glory. I went into the local Walgreens, and was approached by a woman, one of her eyes stuck out from her face, it looked like a bluish white marble, her mouth opened to speak and there were no teeth, she was using a cane to hobble along and her clothes were dirty. I was looking for the newest flavor of diet Snapple, not thinking of anything, I heard a rustle to my right and looked up to see this battered looking old woman coming right toward me, she spoke, “Lady do you have a few dollars you can give me to buy myself a T-shirt and some food? I’ll love you forever if you will.” My first instinct was to sniff the air for alcohol, I did, and there was none detectable. I answered her “Is what you need in this store?” Yes’m it is, I’ll love you forever if you can help me.” She was pleading…my heart was touched. “Go and gather what you need and meet me at the cash register, I will pay for whatever you get.” Her face lit up as she went off saying “I’ll love you forever.” I finished looking around for what I needed, and didn’t see her as I went to the front, but I heard her “Hey lady, here I come”, she hobbled toward me with a smile on her old face. I had her to lay her things on the counter, just a few items, a boxed Mac and Cheese dinner, a T-shirt, and a Gatorade. I said “Are you sure that’s all you need?” “Yes’m it is, I’ll love you forever.” I had the cashier scan her things and bag them before he did mine. She asked him to double bag it so it wouldn’t break, took her treasures and turned to me, “Can I give you some love?” her arms reached out and I walked into them. As she hugged me she whispered, “God bless you, I’ll love you forever.” Ecclesiastes 11:1 Be generous: Invest in acts of charity. Charity yields high returns. 2 Corinthians 5:7 says that we walk by faith and not by sight. When she walked away I realized that God had given me a test, I asked Him for help just the way she had asked me, I was happy I didn’t fail that one! Please listen for my bell and I’ll listen for yours. Be kinder than necessary because everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.

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