breath mints are small things.
you package them with bottled water, scented candles, and cleaning supplies and it still doesn’t add up to much, really.
unless the people on the receiving end of them have just experienced this…
… have just watched a life-altering tragedy flash by as a blurb in the newspaper.
an elderly mama. a fire that engulfed. a son who held her hand, powerless. a family left behind grieving hard and asking hard, hard questions.
this past week, Sonya and Drae continued Bane’s legacy of paying it forward by visiting the family affected by this tragedy. it wasn’t much: just a care package given to the family of the lost one, from a family who knows how small things — breath mints, even — can help the days of funeral, the days of heart hurt, go a little easier. they aren’t celebrities, so no TV cameras followed them, but they heard of a need and they thought of a child and a Savior who asks us to be his hands and feet. and they went.
will you go, too, this week?
will you play The Bane Bane Game?
it ministered to them both so much last week, reading your posts, knowing that you’re looking around for ways to pay it forward. much gratitude to those who played.
and for those who are on the sidelines, wanting to jump in, an awesome quote i stole from Carrie’s post this week, where she talks about playing the game with her kiddos:
It’s funny because I’ve told them about the game all week, and we’ve been praying that the Lord would bring just the right people and just the right circumstances into our lives. And actually, I’ve been hesitant to do certain things and even more hesitant to write about them because I felt like playing the game to honor this precious boy and his sweet family should involve some major act of generosity, helping someone who was truly desperate. You know, something big.
But what my children reminded me of today is that Bane was little. And they taught me that playing the Bane Bane game doesn’t always need to be something big. It is just about showing kindness, giving help that is motivated from a heart that is grateful.
if your heart is grateful, too, won’t you play — even if you don’t quite know what to do, what to say?
To play means this: you do one small act of kindness. small. and you come here and you tell of it — anonymously if need be — in the Comments section (or for bloggers, using the Linky).
because sometimes small acts — and small people — can add up to big things.
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