I feel like my life could be written as a Dr. Seuss Book...”She’s a mover and a shaker, a do-er and a go-er; she can’t sit still; don’t you even know her?”
If I have an idea I run with it! I can’t sit still, it’s in my nature! I get this from my dad. He was always doing something. Building models, birdhouses, collaborating, designing and building the entrance sign to the neighborhood. He was on every board imaginable and was always looking for ways to help. Once, he felt the need to take on painting the red mailbox flags of their entire neighborhood. (He needed them to match.. stay tuned; OCD blog to come.)
It wasn’t until he was very ill and had to spend time recovering in a local nursing home that I truly understood his “doing” as his stewardship. We were talking on the phone and he told me how much help they needed where he was recovering. He assured me once he felt better (this is when I was thankful it was a phone conversation so he couldn’t see my tears) he would be back at that nursing home volunteering. After we hung up I cried; I’m talking ugly crying! Here was a man who was dying of cancer. We wouldn’t yet know it but actually had less than 2 mos. of life left in him and he was talking about how he was going to help others? Unbelievable! I thank God I was born to this man. I know lots of people. People who “Do” and people who “Don’t”. Thanks, dad, for making me a do-er. From now on it’s all to honor you!