Over and over, I am learning that our caregiving doesn’t have to be polished, perfect and profound. I believe that God takes each sincere, small, and clumsy gesture of caring and turns it into something big and beautiful.
Jeff Mulder illustrates this “little-to-big caring” in the following story:
Scott, a co-worker, died of a heart attack while riding his bike. He was only 52 years old and a very fast bicycle rider. I got the call about his death while driving to dinner. Here is what my wife and I did:
That was it!
Later at the visitation, I spent over an hour listening to people thank Jeri and me for so wonderfully caring for Scott’s family. Some were people I knew, but most were strangers. I felt like a fraud. I said to myself, “I dropped off pop and gave one good and one mediocre hug.” All these people thought Jeri and I made this huge sacrifice.
The next time I shy away from helping someone because I feel like I cannot do enough, I will think again. As my parents have told me over and over again, “Sometimes just showing up is all that is needed.”
Jeff ended the story by saying, “I am learning that small gestures of caring become significant gestures to those who are grieving.”