It has been raining here....it seems like forever. According to Weather.com, we have gotten more than 60% of our average May rainfall - in less than the first week of the month! Theoretically, that should mean, the REST of May should be beautiful... and dry...Don't get me wrong, I am grateful for the rain! I love it when God waters the garden for me. The garden - and the grass - seem to love it, for they are growing like crazy! As a matter of fact, I commented to a friend that if it didn't stop raining pretty soon so I could mow, I'd have to borrow a goat to get the lawn under control!
But Monday afternoon, in my hour at home between a day of chair massage for the elementary school teachers and heading out for my Mommy Mental Health Night (translation: Kid-free grocery shopping and a yoga class!), I was reminded of how much I love my village!
I heard him first. My neighbor who mows my grass. Usually he mows our backyard, and I take care of the front and the detail work. Today, he mowed the front as well. His service has been the greatest gift to me. He started the summer we moved in - "It's hard enough raising kids, don't worry about your yard". I stood in shock. Stunned. Grateful.
My village helps me out a lot. Carpool. Supper club. They help me be at two places at once. They laugh with me, cry with me, pray with me. They keep me sane. They keep me focused. They keep me encouraged. Their presence in my life keeps me reminded of how much I am loved.
People wonder why I am willing to spend a day volunteering my massage skills to give the teachers at the elementary school 10 minutes in the massage chair. "To whom much is given, much is expected", for one thing. I have been given so, so much... it's one small way for me to pay it forward.
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