Who will you meet in heaven?
Have you read the book “The five people you meet in Heaven” by Mitch Albom? Well, if you haven’t, I highly recommend it. It’s a quick read but very powerful. It makes you understand that there is nothing insignificant about your life, it all matters.
Working in the position I am in, and also my life work (as a partner in my husband’s ministry) I often come across people who are in need and many who are hurting, especially the teenagers I work with. Something got me thinking lately, about a person who made an impact on my life, though I’m sure she had no idea how much she meant to me. I don’t even remember her name, but I can still see her face. Believe it or not, it was the lunch lady in Jr. High School.
I was an extremely sad person when I was younger. I was dealing with the slow, agonizing death of my mother and really had no friends to help or to reach out to me. I remember everyday as I walked through the lunch line this woman would ask me how I was doing. She’d ask me how my mother was doing, but I have no recollection of how or when I told her about my mom. She never failed to smile at me, and I remember her even putting an extra “goodie” or two on my tray several times a week. For some reason I’ve been thinking of her and the impact she had on my life. She didn’t speak with me at any other time, and really our exchange was just about a minute, at the very most. This woman made such an impact on my life that 25 years later, I still remember her face and the genuine concern in her voice. I’m sure I’ll meet her in heaven one day and tell her how much she mattered to me. That without her smile, her kind words and the prayers I’m sure she uttered for me and my family I wouldn’t be who I am today.
I know it sounds like a bit much, to put so much value on the “insignificant” or the “little things” in our lives, but I truly believe that when all the “little things” in our lives are added up, they will far outweigh the “big things”.
Having said and thought of all of this I have come to the conclusion that I want to be one of many peoples’ “five”. I want to make an impact in the little things. I want, twenty five years from now, for people to look over their lives and remember that lady with the curly hair who smiled at them when they were down. I want to be the memory of a hand that reached out to help, even if they don’t remember the face that comes with that hand. I want to be the voice that comforts, even if it’s for a moment. I don’t care about having a specific reward or having my name remembered. I just want all the little things I do to add up to meeting great numbers in heaven. I just want to matter.
Working in the position I am in, and also my life work (as a partner in my husband’s ministry) I often come across people who are in need and many who are hurting, especially the teenagers I work with. Something got me thinking lately, about a person who made an impact on my life, though I’m sure she had no idea how much she meant to me. I don’t even remember her name, but I can still see her face. Believe it or not, it was the lunch lady in Jr. High School.
I was an extremely sad person when I was younger. I was dealing with the slow, agonizing death of my mother and really had no friends to help or to reach out to me. I remember everyday as I walked through the lunch line this woman would ask me how I was doing. She’d ask me how my mother was doing, but I have no recollection of how or when I told her about my mom. She never failed to smile at me, and I remember her even putting an extra “goodie” or two on my tray several times a week. For some reason I’ve been thinking of her and the impact she had on my life. She didn’t speak with me at any other time, and really our exchange was just about a minute, at the very most. This woman made such an impact on my life that 25 years later, I still remember her face and the genuine concern in her voice. I’m sure I’ll meet her in heaven one day and tell her how much she mattered to me. That without her smile, her kind words and the prayers I’m sure she uttered for me and my family I wouldn’t be who I am today.
I know it sounds like a bit much, to put so much value on the “insignificant” or the “little things” in our lives, but I truly believe that when all the “little things” in our lives are added up, they will far outweigh the “big things”.
Having said and thought of all of this I have come to the conclusion that I want to be one of many peoples’ “five”. I want to make an impact in the little things. I want, twenty five years from now, for people to look over their lives and remember that lady with the curly hair who smiled at them when they were down. I want to be the memory of a hand that reached out to help, even if they don’t remember the face that comes with that hand. I want to be the voice that comforts, even if it’s for a moment. I don’t care about having a specific reward or having my name remembered. I just want all the little things I do to add up to meeting great numbers in heaven. I just want to matter.
posted by Rebecca at 8:24 PM
3 Comments:
You do matter Rebecca...and I'm with you...it's all the little things in life. Big hug to you sweetie.
I read that book and it was powerful. I wonder if I will be one of someone's five, I hope so. You, I'm sure, will find yourself on many people's list of five.
Hugs!
Sucky me saw the movie, but didn't read the book. What a great post...got me thinking about all the little things.
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