A dose of my own stuff…

I should have known.

After posting yesterday’s post, life got turned into one big mess.

My emails starting blowing up, my phone started ringing, my youngest got incredibly sick –therefore incredibly whiny.

Every plan I had for the day got thrown out the window and I started to get really upset in my soul.

The perfect beautiful spring-like day I had planned was put to the side.

This winter has been long.

We’ve had more sickness, more snow days and more cold weather than I can ever remember.

As I sat in the dr’s office that afternoon holding my little girl who felt like she was on fire, I realized how blessed I was.

See, I know there are thousands of mom’s yesterday all across America who were in dr’s offices yesterday waiting on flu tests, strep tests, blood work and prescriptions to be written.

Each of us walked out with hope that our babies would be feeling better soon.

But I know for a fact that clear across this world there sits a momma holding her baby who won’t be seen by a doctor today. A simple dose of an antibiotic could save that baby’s life but there are no doctors, no medicines and no…hope.

As I grumble through my endless loads of laundry today, I know that right here in America there are children going to school today with dirty clothes on. There was no water to wash clothes or no money to buy laundry detergent.

The truth is…all across this world there are people who would love to take my lemons and turn them into lemonade.

Someone could make do with what we’ve got.

Your marriage is a mess. I promise there’s someone who would take that over no marriage at all.

Your kids are wild. I promise there’s someone who would take five clones of that wild child.

Your job stinks. I promise there’s someone who would take that stinky job.

Your fiances feel tight. I promise there’s someone who could use your finances and do well with it.

The grass is not greener on the other side, the grass is greener where we water it.

Whenever I start feeling sorry for myself, God is so clear to remind me of this truth:

There is always someone who could take what I’ve got and do better with it.

It makes me think about these faces. {Click here}

Their kind eyes say the same thing, “I’d take your lemons. I would.”

But that’s what I love about an organization like Compassion International.

They keep my perspective in check. They teach me to see beyond my borders, my lemons and my high-class problems.

Compassion teaches me to love by investing such a small amount into one other person. An amount that easily turns lemons into lemonade.

Our family is getting ready to sponsor our second Compassion child. Taylor my 10 year old has a Compassion sister named Christine, but as a family we are getting ready to take our investment to the next level.

Yes, I’m confident this is the healthy dose of getting over myself I need.

And today, I’m wondering if this is what God is prescribing you too? A chance to take what you’ve got and make it go further.

Sponsorship is easy, simple and affordable.

For $38 dollars a month you will forever change someone’s life. You will help begin the process of taking their lemons and turning them into lemonade. These eyes say, “Thank you. Thank you.”

I am willing today to admit that I need to get over myself. I need to refocus. I have to see beyond my little world.

There’s a bigger picture. And I’m so thankful to have the opportunity to invest into it.

If you sponsor a Compassion child, I’d love for you to leave a comment today and share about that child. If you don’t sponsor a child but have questions or would like to begin thinking about it, please leave a comment with any questions you have.

If you are ready to take this to the next level too, CLICK HERE to head to the Compassion website and begin your sponsorship process.