The first Monday in September - Labor Day. Time away from work, to be with family and friends. What if you don't have any family or friends? What if you have no home to go to?
As I thank God for our many blessings today, I am reminded of our families at church that have no home to be thankful for. Their lives shattered by assorted problems or addictions, or maybe just being in the wrong place at the wrong time. In the midst of trying to rebuild, Family Promise offers them hope when they are at their darkest. My small act of spending the night to be their host seems like a drop in the bucket. Sure, I can sleep on a squeaky cot for a few hours overnight because I have an air-conditioned home to get up and go home to in the morning. A hot shower and a cup of coffee made by a coffeemaker with an automatic timer so it's ready when I want it. A nice bed with my fluffy, purring kitty next to me, saying "Mom, where were you last night? I missed you."
However, I am reminded that the drop of water that hits doesn't just sink immediately to the bottom. It radiates from the place it landed, creating ripples upon ripples across the water, until it eventually reaches the other side of the pond ... or lake ... or river ... or ocean. It travels and affects everything else it comes in contact with. It all starts with just a drop.
And so it goes in our daily lives. Looking at the huge, big picture can be discouraging and downright immobilizing. "What can I possibly do to make a difference?" "How can one person change the world?" It all has to start somewhere ... with just a tiny drop.
What have you dropped today?
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