People aren’t difficult to bless. At least it’s not complicated.
It’s not about fast cars, handsome husbands, or exotic vacations. Simple things totally stoke people, and that’s enough.
- Buy a cup of coffee for a stranger.
- Play a game with a kid.
- Call just to say hey.
Those things, repeated over and over again, are enough to measurably improve someone for the rest of their life.
Maybe it’s just me, but I tend to complicate it. I want to find some amazing (read: unconventional, memorable, repeatable) way to pull it off.
If I’m honest, I know I’m not really in the blessing business. If I’m honest, I have to admit it’s really for me. Because if I actually cared about people enough I’d do all that non-complicated, conventional stuff.
Ouch, that hurts.
Because simple things are enough to bless people. But I don’t.
