If I was a minister… the sermon this Sunday would be titled “Let me know if you need anything!”. How many times have you said this? How many times has this been said to you? Now. How many times have you actually done it? How many times have you actually let someone know you needed something? Really. Think about it. The last time I was in hospital my inbox, facebook, phone was full of this exclamation or some variation. Thank God for GREAT friends. Thank God I have people in my life willing to offer me their help. Their love. Their attention. And what did I do? Well I said “Thanks. I’ll be fine. I appreciate you thinking of me.” I was nice. I was thankful. But I wasn’t giving. (What? Giving? How can asking someone for help be a gesture of “giving”? Isn’t that “taking”?) I have often thought “oh I can’t ask them to come all the way down here just to bring me a blanket because this hospital room is cold. I’m sure they are busy. I’m sure they don’t have time. That would be selfish. “ But would it? How would it make you feel? If someone you knew and loved said “Actually, I could use a warm bowl of soup”. Would you feel put out? Would you feel disappointed that they actually asked you to do something? My guess would be No. My guess would be that you would feel elated. Proud. More than happy and more than willing to find the best darn bowl of soup in town. You may even make it yourself. (Don’t worry, I’d buy it somewhere. Wouldn’t want to make you sicker. You’re already in the hospital for crying out loud). And when you went to bed that night you would smile. You would look back on the day and be proud that you were able to make a friend’s day just a little brighter. You would be grateful to have a friend that called on you when they were in need. What a wonderful gift!
P.S. Dear Friends, I could really use a Big Mac.