A give-away a day
What’s left? After you’re gone, after you leave, after you go home…everything you gave away during the time you were there. If you stunk, the stench stays behind. But if you were gracious, it’s the fragrance that remains.
We gathered to remember our friend Callista who died much too young and shared stories and lore of days gone by. Memories are some of what remains. Feelings are some of what remains. But those things fade. Hate to admit that, but I know it’s true.
When I returned from the funeral I looked at the tea towel I had magnet-clipped to my refrigerator. On it is a recipe for citrus fruit tarts. Callista gave me this. But not just me. She had decorated dozens of tea towels with different recipes so we could choose a party favor to take home from the ladies tea she hosted last summer.
I chose this one. Made the recipe this winter and invited neighbors to enjoy the fruits of my labor on the day of the “big snow that wasn’t.” It’s really a summer recipe, but I had just gotten news of Callista’s significant illness. She hadn’t been able to host her usual New Year’s brunch this year, and now I knew why. So this was a tribute of sorts. A thanks, really. And it inspired me to invite friends over, just like she was so good at doing.
Now, I look at it on my refrigerator. Callista is gone. And what is left? Besides memories and feelings there is this. What she gave away.
I expect that heap, the one made of things given away, is what we stand on when we stand before the Lord on entering eternity. And somehow, in a way only God knows, that podium hovers on the unseen gifts. The blessings beyond what we’ve given. The reverberations of love we can’t see but He can.
Posted on July 12, 2013, in In Action, Life, Mind and tagged blessings, Callista, fruits of my labor, gifts, give-away, grace, ladies tea, recipes, tea towels. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.
And from Inward/Outward…
Transfer of the Spirit
The image of death is inseparable from that of conversion, because none of us knows until he dies what death is and what lies within and beyond it…. Knowledge of the Kingdom cannot therefore be handed like a parcel from one person to the next; it can only be transferred by the Spirit that is at work in both hearts.
Paul S. Minear
Source: The Kingdom and the Power