Flowers

This past Thursday I called my mom and she sounded awful! She has the respiratory crud going around; she could barley talk. As I hung up the phone, I thought poor thing I should send her some flowers. Unlike times in the past, when I had the thought but was just too busy, I drove right to the flower shop and ordered her up some. They were delivered on Friday. When I called to see if they had arrived she couldn't stop about how pretty they were. I was very happy with myself, because my random act of kindness had brought her a true moment of joy.

Later that afternoon I was still putting things away in my new home and heard a knock at the door. At the door were 2 young girls holding a vase of flowers! They were my neighbors, welcoming us to the neighborhood. I was boiled over by their kindness. They wouldn't come in. The envelop that held the card read "many blessings". Not only did I feel welcomed to the neighborhood, I felt like God was rewarding me for taking the time to be kind to my mom. I don't mean to sound hokey.

It's just that I tend to have these thoughts, but never follow through with them. On this day God allowed me to feel the love both ways. I heard the joy in my mom's voice and then I myself got to experience the joy of receiving.

It's the little, unexpected things that mean so much!