What do we do when we give and give and the results are not what we were expecting? When the sacrifice seems pointless? When it seems all the work was for nothing?
We give thanks. (I'm learning a lot from Ann Voskamp.)
I can't see the eternal results of our efforts, but there are plenty of temporal ones:
* The kids got to witness our faith in action. Our family served and sacrificed together.
* B and I grew closer through this. We are more deeply connected than we ever have been.
* We realized we could do something that a year ago seemed impossible.
* We touched a few lives for a few days, and maybe they will remember. Maybe our offered love will be seeds sown in fertile hearts.
I will thank God for all we learned and experienced. For using us in a small but significant way. For helping us to become more open and willing to give. For knowing the details so I don't have to. For promising that all things WILL work together for good--and I don't have to see or understand, only rest in trust.
Giving thanks reminds me of His faithfulness. It pulls my mind and heart upward, opens my eyes to Him anew.
Then I remember I only need to abide. He does the rest.
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