Yesterday was a public holiday and I got a day of rest. Little did I know how today will turn. Out of my surprise and delight, my little girl asked me to sit down. Then she began to massage my back. She spent quite a considerable amount of time and effort, not just pinching aimlessly like before. Afterwards, she massage my right leg, and my left leg.
I am very touched by her act of service and kindness. Certainly she’s small and weak, but her action speaks louder than what she accomplishes.
She reminds me of what God is looking. He is looking at our hearts, not so much of our accomplishments. What are they to God anyway?
May the Lord bless you my daughter for your kindness and act of service.