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Stumbling on treasures in unexpected places brings joy to my life..This morning, Streams in the Desert offered a  scripture about giving a cup of cold water  (Matthew 10:42) and showing kindness to others. A poem by Margaret Sangster was included and I ran with it—reading her poetry and brief biography. These unexpected treasures added value to my early morning.  After I read the first lines of her poem,

“It isn’t the thing you do, dear;

It’s the thing you leave undone,

Which gives you a bit of heartache

At the setting of the sun.”

I made a list in my journal with the heading “Don’t Waste the Moment”:,

“be the reason someone feels loved, noticed, supported, welcomed, seen, heard, understood, valued, hopeful, remembered, prayed for.”

In our time of distancing and change, we’ve lived with limits. Many of us haven’t done what we normally do or would like to.. Each of us has different opportunities, yet with a dash of creativity and a bit of time, we can still reach out to others and not waste moments.

My grandsons set treat bags on my neighbors’ porches with a note from me wishing them a bright day. The thank you notes and calls I received relayed how meaningful it was to them and my grandsons lived a lesson in kindness..

Each of us has different limitations and opportunities, but we have all have onea word to share in some format -a call, note, text, email…. Make that two opportunities. We can pray for someone today.

Now or later today, after you’ve poured a cup of coffee or a glass of iced tea, click these links and ponder these scriptures (Luke 6:31 Galatians 6:9 Galatians 6:10 Colossians 3:12) that speak of kindness, and take a look at Margaret Sangster’s quotes. for more inspiration.  Now, for the full poem. and a question:

The Sin Of Omission

by Margaret Sangster

It isn’t the thing you do, dear;

It’s the thing you leave undone,

Which gives you a bit of heartache

At the setting of the sun.

The tender word forgotten,

The letter you did not write,

The flower you might have sent, dear,

Are your haunting ghosts to-night.

The stone you might have lifted

Out of brother’s way,

The bit of heartsome counsel

You were hurried too much to say;

The loving touch of the hand, dear,

The gentle and winsome tone,

That you had no time nor thought for,

With troubles enough of your own.

The little acts of kindness,

So easily out of mind;

Those chances to be angels

Which every one may find

They come in night and silence

Each chill, reproachful wraith

When hope is faint and flagging

And a blight has dropped on faith.

For life is all too short, dear,

And sorrow is all too great;

To suffer our great compassion

That tarries until too late;

And it’s not the thing you do, dear,

It’s the thing you leave undone,

Which gives you the bit of heartache

At the setting of the sun.

What speaks most to you in your sphere of influence?

How can you “be the reason for someone” and not waste the moment?

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