It’s just the sweetest thing.
A lady in my Sunday School class has a difficult time these days. She struggles from the side affects of a brain cyst. Although she has lived a full life and raised children, worked outside the home and managed the household – she now struggles to deal with the basic necessities of life. Her husband cares for her, while a daughter and her family moved in to also help with her care.
Although this dear woman no longer reads for long periods of time, she bought one of the Reverend G books. 
She and her husband wanted to support and encourage me. It awed and humbled me at the same time.
Another couple in my Sunday School class decided to take on the task of reading my book to this dear woman. So every week, they drive over to her house and read a chapter or a section of the book. Together, all of them laugh and cry with Reverend G.
Each Sunday, they tell me about it and I imagine them sitting together in the living room, sharing the words that God birthed in me, ministering to each other.
I also imagine angels in the room as these dear saints share a kindness with each other. Again, I am blessed and awed for the ways this simple story blesses people.
Reverend G illustrates the importance of living each day to the fullest – of finding extraordinary joy in the ordinary details of life.
That’s what these folks are doing. They are finding and sharing joy with each other, reading through a fiction book and imagining it as real. They are showing love to each other even as they validate my task as the writer.
It’s just the sweetest thing.
©2013 RJ Thesman
This is the sweetest thing! Don’t moments like this make you think “it would have been worth all the revisions just for this.”?
Absolutely, Kathy! Every bit worth it!