See that empty moving truck? That’s the result of a group of people from our church pitching in to help a family who’s new to the area.
On Thursday, a group of ladies from the church went to the new family’s house. They helped them clean the whole place top to bottom. They scrubbed. They swept. They scraped gunk from the oven!
On Friday, a group of men from the church went to the new family’s house. They helped them unload the Uhaul truck. They lifted. They stacked. They navigated large furniture around tight corners.
Me? I wasn’t a part of either group. Since having knee surgery back in March, I’ve been working to rebuild strength and stability in my leg. I can pretty much fool people who don’t know me well, but I can’t crawl around on the floor to clean. I can’t hike up and down the stairs with armloads of boxes. While I’ve made so much progress, there’s still a lot of “can’t” in my days.
At first, I was really frustrated. I didn’t feel adequate to help. I didn’t feel like I could contribute. Then a good friend of ours reminded me that what I CAN do is enough. So I decided to focus on what I was able to do.
I could cook.
I cooked lunch for the moving crew. Ironically, they were done emptying the truck so quickly that most of the guys left before lunchtime. I fed the diehard helpers who stayed to put furniture together. I left enough food for the family to eat a few more meals. And they were incredibly grateful.
And it was enough.
God has gifted us each with unique abilities and talents. What could happen if we adopted the Do What You Can mentality?
