Today I made dinner with Bethel. I noticed awhile back that she hadn’t asked to help out in the kitchen for awhile. I guessed she was lacking some confidence, and wondering if I have recently been a little too irritable trying to share the kitchen in my too-small military housing kitchen. (I have a window over my sink, and a beautiful view, but I will not miss my teeny kitchen at all when we move! I have really struggled here to include my children while I cook.)
So mercy reaches out, even though my daughter was not reaching out to me in this area. It was a good time.
Where in your life have you found that you need to be the one who starts the conversation, or the kindness?
19 We love him, because he first loved us. I John 4:19