Oh! That's right, helping people. That's what I love. I had forgotten.
Today I massaged the backs and calves of a few girls who had been on their feet for a very long time, raising money for sick children. I spent half an hour with them, amateurly digging my fingers into their tense shoulder muscles. I didn't know what I was doing, but I reasoned that overall, it would be nice to lie down and experience some human touch. We were scheduled to be there for two hours, but it only took thirty minutes. They were so grateful. I was so grateful to them to let me serve them, tangibly. It's great to donate money, but to get to help tangibly, that's my favorite. Sure, I wasn't directly helping the kids, but I got the opportunity to show love to several girls I didn't know. The best thirty minutes I've spent in a long time. (Also I'm a touch person, and I enjoyed being able to use that.)
Oh. yes, that's right. The little things. The people things. That's what I love.
Thanks for the reminder, Jesus. I almost didn't go.
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