So…
I told you all about the $10,000 that got raised in just those few hours, but dear ones, the next day, I picked up my phone and saw a notification that made me drop it again…
A single donation over $2,000 to push the total over and above $13,000!
Ordinarily, I wouldn’t single out a donor (and knowing the donor, that’s not at all why they did it, or what they’d want from me). Bob and I get the honor of seeing the back side of the Go Fund Me page. We see the dollars and the names and the sacrifices and surprises and it’s so, so humbling like you wouldn’t believe.
But … I want to write about this single donation, the push that got to $13,000, dear ones, because this can be a dark, dark season for many. We don’t have to go far outside our own doors (or do more than turn on the TV or bring up an app on our phones) to be inundated with grief and injustice and lack on epic levels, in massive and chaotic numbers.
And yet…
Quietly, silently, somebody pushed the $10,000 plus into $13,000 to match the 13 years of a boy that – by rights – shouldn’t be alive right now. And quietly, silently, people all over are doing similar things every minute of every day – Light-bringers – celebrating and creating big and small miracles every minute of every day.
So, you might not see it in the news, on your phone, or even as you walk down your street… but THERE IS STILL GOOD TO BE HAD.
THERE WILL ALWAYS BE HOPE.
And now, as we approach the longest night of the year, the darkest, coldest season: please don’t forget:
There is so much more light than we can see.
Moment by moment.
Yet I am confident I will see the Lord’s goodness while I am here in the land of the living.
Psalm 27:13 (NLT)
