Mama wanted to be a nurse in the worst way as a young woman. Just because nursing school didn't work out for her, that didn't stop Mama from nursing any and everybody who was sick or injured, including me.
Nope, mine was straight through, and weeks of recovery. Mama to the rescue!
I didn't think much about it at the time; nursing people was what Mama did. But Tom was paying attention.
After falling in love with Tom, I fell in love with his dad. No, not romantic love (that's just weird). I loved Dad's kind and gentle spirit. Dad took care of others and never made a big deal about it. And Tom was paying attention.
33 But a Samaritan, as he traveled, came where the man was; and when he saw him, he took pity on him. 34 He went to him and bandaged his wounds, pouring on oil and wine. Then he put the man on his own donkey, brought him to an inn and took care of him.
Luke 10:33-34 NIV
This winter when Tom's back flared up again, I must admit that I was not a good caregiver. And still, he reaches beyond himself to provide for me what I didn't offer, much less give him.
Dear Reader, has someone shown you grace when you felt like you least deserved it? Have you taken the opportunity to do the same for others? Does giving or receiving grace and mercy draw your heart closer to the Lord?