At church, we have communion together on the first Sunday of the month usually during the third worship song.
This Sunday, Emily was behind me and she was holding her squirmy baby and I felt as though I should offer her my bread and grape juice. Although I usually over-think these moments, yesterday, I just offered Emily the communion and she took it with a heartfelt “thank-you.”
I took another trip to the communion table, picked up another cup and bread, took some time to examine my heart and thank God for everything He has done for me and started worrying about looking silly, being intrusive etc. etc. etc.
After church, Emily thanked me and I realized she was sincere. She said it blessed her in that moment to know that I, as a mom of many, understood the relentless stresses that come with nurturing little children full-time. The small gesture blessed her and affirmed the work she was doing.
I am so glad I just offered Emily the cup and bread instead of over analyzing the situation.
As long as there is love in your heart, the silly thing that comes to mind will likely bless someone.