Blessings In A Box

Remember the Louds living above us ? They are still here , loud as ever . We never really see them , but we hear them .

The father , I believe , drives a truck collecting metal . He is up every morning at 4 a.m. and comes home in the evening when it's dark .  On Sundays , he still goes out but only for a half day .  I feel for this man , working so many hours to provide for his family . The sacrifices he makes for his family are evident .

As we prepared for Blessings In A Box in our Church , I thought of this family . I wanted , somehow , to help ease this man's burden . I wanted for him to be able to stay home one Sunday and spend it with his family . Maybe , even go to Church together instead .

As I submitted their name , I felt afraid that this might be taken the wrong way . People can be proud and instead of seeing this as a Blessing they may see it as an Inadequancy on their part . I didn't want this man to feel that way . To me , he was standing up and leading his family . You have to admire that .

You have no idea how I prayed so they could see what this Blessings in a Box was really all about . I wanted them to know they are loved , truly Blessed by our Father . I wish I was there to witness their reaction .  The whole pleasure of giving is seeing the recipients Joy .

If I was given power to change one thing about this world , I would change how we treat each other . I wish we all would reach out to one another in kindness and generousity . What would you change ?
Have a Blessed Week everyone .