Today I pulled out a homemade roll recipe I used to bake all the time. As I looked at the bottom of the page, I saw the name and phone number of a sweet friend who was such a blessing when I had lots of little ones. I still remember her calling to make sure I knew her number in case I went into labor and needed help with my older children. “I will keep a jogging suit by my bed, and if you go into labor at night I will come right away to watch your older kids while they sleep. If you go into labor during the day just call, and I will help in any way I can.” I can’t tell you how much this put my mind at ease. At the time my husband worked at a hospital an hour away, and all of our family was an hour away as well. This sweet gesture meant so much to me and took a weight off my shoulders.
This same friend was no stranger to our doorstep. She would often call me in route to our house saying, “I am bringing by dinner for tonight so you don’t have to cook. I will leave it on the porch so you don’t even have to come to the door.” This wasn’t just a simple meal either. It was a full course meal that included disposable plates, plastic wear, and dessert! She would even include something for my younger ones who weren’t eating real food yet! This kind of generosity didn’t happen just once. It occurred on many occasions!
What touched me the most was that I didn’t have to ask for her help. She just did things for us. She didn’t raise her children and then think I have lots of free time to do whatever I want for myself. She chose to invest in others. She had the time to give and she gave it freely! I pray that I will be like when I am older. I hope I am always looking for ways to serve others and be a blessing.
I am glad my son requested his favorite homemade bread today. Seeing her name and number at the bottom of that page was like receiving a big ole hug from a dear friend. It also served as a reminder that God will always provide what we need.