“I put a box full of hats in the mail for you.”
My heart stopped – worried that THAT package full of hats hand-made with love would never make it to ZA. Worried that the infamous postal service – or lack thereof – would swallow the package whole. After all, there is still a box from wonderful friends in New Orleans that was sent in February that hasn’t seen the light of day yet.
So we waited – and prayed. Yes, I prayed for that box as it cross the ocean and became part the postal service that may or may not see the importance of it getting to the correct address. At this point, I must admitted that some selfish was involved on my part. I was informed that there were some special things for in this box 🙂
Then – prayer answered – I received a FB message while in Kenya. The beloved package was at the post office waiting to be picked up! Rejoice, rejoice, again I say rejoice!!! French vanilla coffee creamer – I mean, hats had arrived!
Today all the kids were back at God’s Little Lighthouse after school holiday so we took the beloved box. Immediately, questions! Sweet little faces looked up with questions about what was in that box!
The joy of placing the special hat on each particularly special head brought great joy. Big smiles and warm heads headed out to play, and my heart was filled.
These women who hand-made with love 100+ hats for little children in South Africa amaze me. Children that they don’t know but who are part of their lives simply because they are part of ours. There are many times in this life that I have been amazed by the body of Christ. Not of all of those times have been positive. But this time my heart overflowed with joy.
The knowledge that there are friends and family a world away who are willing to invest in the children that we love is incredible.
This -this love and use of personal gifts – is what it is all about!
Just as a body, though one, has many parts, but all its many parts form one body, so it is with Christ. For we were all baptized by one Spirit so as to form one body—whether Jews or Gentiles, slave or free—and we were all given the one Spirit to drink. Even so the body is not made up of one part but of many. Now if the foot should say, “Because I am not a hand, I do not belong to the body,” it would not for that reason stop being part of the body. And if the ear should say, “Because I am not an eye, I do not belong to the body,” it would not for that reason stop being part of the body. If the whole body were an eye, where would the sense of hearing be? If the whole body were an ear, where would the sense of smell be? But in fact God has placed the parts in the body, every one of them, just as he wanted them to be. If they were all one part, where would the body be? As it is, there are many parts, but one body.
The eye cannot say to the hand, “I don’t need you!” And the head cannot say to the feet, “I don’t need you!” On the contrary, those parts of the body that seem to be weaker are indispensable, and the parts that we think are less honorable we treat with special honor. And the parts that are unpresentable are treated with special modesty, while our presentable parts need no special treatment. But God has put the body together, giving greater honor to the parts that lacked it, so that there should be no division in the body, but that its parts should have equal concern for each other. If one part suffers, every part suffers with it; if one part is honored, every part rejoices with it.
Now you are the body of Christ, and each one of you is a part of it. ICorinthians 12:12-17