My daughter Shay…I’ve always known that she was special but recently I realized how precious and amazing she really is; it was the day that I stopped by her school to buy uniform shirts. As I looked for her to check the size I realized that she’d left me to go help someone chip paint off of the walls. That’s when I truly saw her heart, a heart that genuinely reaches out to help others no matter what the job may be. I used to think that Shay always had her tiny self into everything because she didn’t know how to mind her own business. Sometimes she’s so busy being involved in other people’s affairs that she failed to follow thru on her own; yet on this day my eyes were opened and I saw her in a new light. I finally saw that my Little Miss Busybody was born with a servant’s heart; a heart that reaches far beyond what’s expected or what’s needed, oftentimes helping those that most of us would turn our backs on.
A servant’s heart…. That’s the heart of a person that stays around to help after others have walked away. It’s the heart of a person that’s always giving but rarely receives. It’s a heart that will sometimes go out of their way to help only to be the person blamed when things don’t quite turn out right. Only a servant’s heart can forgive and forget, in the same hour, those that will talk about her and mistreat her. It’s the heart that will run to get lunch for a child that has a broken leg, yet is told that she can’t replace her own because she mistakenly dropped it while trying to carry both. A servant’s heart….It’s the heart that won’t think twice about spending her last dime to buy something for a sister that will think twice about spending just a dime on her. It’s the heart of a person that if hit by a car would run over to see if the driver is alright. It’s the heart of a person that may not get any academic recognitions, acknowledgements or referrals to C-5 programs, but a heart that is genuinely happy for those that do. It’s the heart of one that may never be called upon to receive a certificate in school but will offer to help carry all of the certificates to the program if needed. It’s the heart of one that’s not envious of others but says with anticipation, “mommy, next year,” after learning that she missed passing all 5 subjects of the CRCT by only a few points. It’s the heart of a person that will invite everyone to her party even though few people will invite her to theirs. It’s the heart of a person that will smile through tribulations that would make grown people cry. It’s the heart that finds the good in others that don’t look for the good in her. It’s the heart of one that waits patiently even if it means coming in second, or third, or fourth. If I, her mother, a grown woman, had Shay's heart then my life would be richer. If I had a heart that would help without complaining, one that you could always depend on no matter what, or one that would share my last with a stranger, then my world would be a better place.
Last night as I watched her sleep I couldn’t help but be amazed at how God was able to pack all of this goodness into one small, misunderstood package. It was then that a still small voice said, “You haven’t seen anything yet….” TGBTG
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