Just Do Something!

It’s in the myriad bloggers and authors, musicians and artists, and everyday men and women who are choosing to use their platform for God’s greater good.  Right here, on this earth.

Each time I see an Exodus Road badge on a blog, every time a musician donates proceeds to World Vision, every time a church sends a team to build for Habitat for Humanity, each pair of shoes brought to children who have none by people working on the ground floor of Samaritan’s Feet, I see it.  And it’s a beautiful thing to behold.

It’s in the neighbor that mows our lawn because our lawn mower is in the shop for the fourth week in a row.  It’s in the community leader who organizes a rotation of meals for the family that has been struggling with medical bills from a surprise life-threatening diagnosis.  I see the mom offering to watch another mom’s children during a much hoped for job interview.

I’ve been praying “Anything!” And, I want to do what I can, when I can, and how I can.  At this stage of life, though, with two small children and one who needs my presence more often than typical children do, I feel limited in my ability. I don’t want to use my family dynamics as an excuse for why I “could never…”.

But, I’ve noticed something as my eyes continue to be opened to the need around me. If I continually pray for awareness of those needs, and if I stay open to the Holy Spirit’s nudgings, there are needs a’plenty. And, I can certainly do something while I wait to do anything.

I am able to donate baby mattresses to a local Domestic Abuse Shelter.  I can mention a Christian Sports Organization like Upwards to those lamenting the onset of Sunday morning games in my community. I can offer free tutoring services to the single mother who struggles to make ends meet, let alone help her child succeed in school.  These are all things that point people toward Jesus.  And they are all actions that allow me to just do something.

Are you waiting for a big anything?  Are you missing a million somethings?

Can I encourage you to open your eyes to what you can do, to be the hands and feet of Christ anywhere you can?Because, the true blessing, whether physically or spiritually fulfilled, that you will get from doing something for others? It’s immense. And immediate.

Who doesn’t want that?

I am reminded of the passage found in both Mark 12:41-44 and Luke 21:1-4  that tells us, “For they gave a tiny part of their surplus, but she, poor as she is, has given everything she had to live on.”

And, I recall the story of the widow in 1 Kings 17:8-15 who heeded to call to give even what she didn’t believe she had.

God further challenges us, in Malachi 3:10, directly, to test and see if He won’t “…pour out so much blessing we can’t contain it all.”

As if that’s not enough of a call to just do something, I want to please God. I just want to please Him.  That should be enough of a reason, right there, shouldn’t it?

Yes indeedy!


What is one thing that you can do?  Or that you already do? Please, share!  Give us more ideas for ways to be the hands and feet of Christ right where we stand?  Or wherever we are being led!

Cherished Sin – Five Minute Friday

Have you joined in the reading and writing joy that is “Five Minute Friday” over at Lisa-Jo Baker’s blog, yet?  Each one of us contributes 5 minutes of uninterrupted writing on a one-word prompt.  There are no edits (some of us can’t help ourselves where the grammar or spelling is concerned!), no re-writes, and no over-thinking.  Sharing? Yes indeedy! There is plenty of that.



Today’s prompt is: CHERISH



What does your heart struggle with? Mine? Just your average cherished sins.
Surely, you know exactly what I’m talking about? Those thoughts, words, and deeds that we know won’t bring us any closer to walking alongside this Jesus we claim to love. Those hard-to-break habits, those sinful habits, that are annoyingly ever-present in our lives? The ones we almost cherish.
Language – I must watch mine. Growing up as a boat Captain’s daughter, I knew full well the impact a foul-mouthed word could have. Unfortunately, I still do. When I stub my toe, lock the door behind me (without keys), get angrier than I have right to get, the words… they sometimes spill forth of their own will. Truly. I try to grab them back and stuff them back in. But then? Then, I am shamed upon the remembrance of this:

“For out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaks.”
Matthew 12:34

The Holy Spirit within me, more gently than my harsh thought moments ago, reminds me of this:

“Don’t use foul or abusive language. Let everything you say be good and helpful, so that your words will be an encouragement to those who hear them.
Ephesians 4:29

And God, in His infinite mercy and boundless grace for me, forces me to stop and really think on the last part of that verse in Ephesians. And he whispers right into my heart, “Sweet one, let everything be good and helpful… and an encouragement… even to yourself. Are you encouraging yourself, sweet one? Or are you beating yourself down?”
My focus has shifted. It is now on cherishing my God. Who has not forsaken me, who will not leave me; even as the words of my mouth sound like so many knives in His ears. I cherish, now, this sweetly, mercifully, lovingly whispered Truth. He cherishes me.
And I find myself guarding my heart, much more vigilantly, against the sin of my “unhelpful speech”. Because He cherishes me.