a final word
as i walked through the marina this morning on my way to meet a friend for coffee in north beach, derek webb sang through the ear buds of my ipod. in the distance piercing through the music in my ears, i could hear what amounted to a tambourine-like sound, and i was instantly transported to last saturday night, as tears sprang to my eyes.
there was a woman driving around our route the evening of the 20 mile walk. her windows rolled down, her car would roll to a pause and a tambourine beat would emanate from her car whenever she came upon out of the darkness walkers, walking to raise funds and awareness for depression and suicide prevention. inspirational music blared from her stereo. she drove around all night like that...
you could hear her coming from a little ways off. something about her tambourine-playing made me want to giggle and cry at the same time. but the joyful banging of metal hitting wood caused a bounce in my step, as if an invisible hand pushed me a little, compelling me forward.
this morning, what stirred emotions in me is thinking that we each need someone like that in our lives- especially those suffering from depression. a someone who infuses shots of courage, stemming from encouragement into spaces where we perceive we can't go on much further. how God used this woman that night and today! may you and i both be the kind of person to speak blessing and not cursing into other peoples' lives, not knowing the inner workings of their hearts.
and just as i came out of the reverie and small path covered by wood chips, a shower of sparrows flew overhead...
"Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from the will of your Father. And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. So don't be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows." (~matt. 10:30-31)
there was a woman driving around our route the evening of the 20 mile walk. her windows rolled down, her car would roll to a pause and a tambourine beat would emanate from her car whenever she came upon out of the darkness walkers, walking to raise funds and awareness for depression and suicide prevention. inspirational music blared from her stereo. she drove around all night like that...
you could hear her coming from a little ways off. something about her tambourine-playing made me want to giggle and cry at the same time. but the joyful banging of metal hitting wood caused a bounce in my step, as if an invisible hand pushed me a little, compelling me forward.
this morning, what stirred emotions in me is thinking that we each need someone like that in our lives- especially those suffering from depression. a someone who infuses shots of courage, stemming from encouragement into spaces where we perceive we can't go on much further. how God used this woman that night and today! may you and i both be the kind of person to speak blessing and not cursing into other peoples' lives, not knowing the inner workings of their hearts.
and just as i came out of the reverie and small path covered by wood chips, a shower of sparrows flew overhead...
"Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from the will of your Father. And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. So don't be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows." (~matt. 10:30-31)
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