(Originally posted in Facebook on June 14, 2019)
I saw from the local news that the Guilford County animal shelter is almost at capacity and is offering free animal adoptions today. M pointed out that we don’t NEED another dog. (Why is that part of his brain still sharp as a tack?) I told him that the dogs at the shelter NEED us. No decision has been made yet – I’m still waffling.
Yesterday, I got one of the weekly emails from Danielle LaPorte . . . you may have already seen this. But it spoke to me and if you haven’t seen it, I wanted to share it with you.
She was going through a tough time and reached out to her closest friends to ask them to pray for her. Here’s what she said:
“With IMMEDIATE enthusiasm, every friend texted back to say, Done! Doing it! Holding you in the Light! I love you! You got this!
And one friend sent me a photo of the candle she lit and the sacred object she placed on her altar for me. And she said something that made me stop and inhale the heat of my tears:
It’s an honor to help you.
Stopped me.
It’s an honor to help you.
Melted me.
It’s an honor to help you.
Had never occurred to me.
This declaration made poetry out of what I knew to be true: that most people want to help out, but more than that, they cherish the opportunity.
We all have a deep need to be helpful, it’s how the Soul gets its exercise.
So please remember this when YOU need help. When you need back-up on your divine petitions, give someone the honor of lending you their faith.”
Every single one of you honors me, by reading about my struggles every day, by offering your love, support and advice and by holding M and me in your prayers. Those prayers mean more to me than anything in the world. I can’t thank you enough for being there for me and reminding me I’m not alone.
I hope you will honor me with the opportunity to help you in the future.