I laughed Instead

The past week, I have pondered something that brings joy to both the giver and receiver. Something that is beautiful and lovely. Something that has the power to turn tears in to laughter.

Service.

A couple of weeks ago, I found myself overwhelmed by things that are out of my control. It was my opportunity at the moment to press forward with faith and have hope in Christ. I knew that everything would be okay, but I was still feeling a little bit weary and anxious.

I was talking to my friend Isaac about my situation. Despite my friend's busy schedule, and the various things he could have directed his attention to that night, this friend said that he would come by after work.

I felt bad at first. I didn't need to take up his time. And if I did, I was sure I would just end up crying. I didn't want to seem weak. I wanted to be a supporter, not a "supportee".

Well, I didn't end up crying.

My friend came over, then brought me to another friend's house. This other awesome friend of ours was also set back by some challenges, but, these in no way hindered joyous times to be had.

We all had a wonderful time visiting with each other. I was laughing at nearly everything. It felt so good to be there, that I began to forget the things I was worried about. It was beautiful, and I was truly being served by both of my friends as we spoke together and watched quality entertainment.

After this, my friend brought me to an activity I really hadn't planned on participating in. This was another service to me, because it gave me an extra push that I needed. It helped me recognize how to have fun, even when you're struggling.

At the end of the night, I thanked Isaac for letting me tag along with the visit and activity. What an adventure! It made my night, and helped me think less of the weight on my shoulders. He said that was the purpose behind it.

My friend chose to serve me that night by helping me think of others, and of other things. He could have sent me a comforting text, told me everything would be okay, brought me some ice-cream...all of these things would have been wonderful and helpful. But somehow, what he did for me that night was what I needed at that specific moment....and I didn't even know that I needed it. I am so blessed to have friends that are incredibly aware of me, and have the ability to carry out services that improve my spirit.

I am so grateful for the lesson that I was taught that night. It reminded me of the importance of service, and how it enables both givers and receivers with courage and faith. It inspired me to steer my thoughts away from myself, and position them with love and gratitude towards others. The greatest answers to my prayers have come from the seemingly small actions and words that others give to me. These are the moments that help me Come unto Christ and be of good cheer. I want to help other's come unto Christ as well.

Next time I feel like crying, I want to have the courage to laugh instead. ...And I know how :)