This past week something tragic happened in our church community to someone I know. I know them, but not well enough that it was immediately apparent what the response should be outside of prayer. And it also wasn’t the type of situation where the response was all that obvious. Does that make sense?
I had spent the morning praying for them and felt like I should do more. I just couldn’t get rid of the feeling that I should bring them a meal despite the fact that their situation didn’t really warrant that.
I was already making a meal for a family in church that recently had a baby. A meal I had signed up to bring almost 3 weeks earlier. And when I looked into it, they lived on the same street as the family I wanted to help. My answer was clear. I doubled the meal and dropped them both of.
I don’t tell you this story to pat myself on the back, but to remind you of this:
When someone is hurting don’t spend time wondering how you can help. Don’t ask them to call you if there is “anything you can do” (because that is the last thing they want to do).
Just do something. Because the thought that someone cares matters more than what you do. Just. Do. Something.