01/12/2016
Made my way yesterday afternoon to Texas Children's Hospital to do a painting with the kids. As each little one came in, some in wheel chairs, and all attached to large beeping machines, some with nurses and some with family, I felt excited to get them doing something new. One little girl didn't want to come, she didn't want to get into her wheelchair and leave her room. But when she finally came, her painting was beautiful and we all encouraged her throughout the hour. And as we were wrapping it up, cleaning brushes, and getting ready to leave, one of the hospital workers looked at me with tears in her eyes and she said, "You are such a blessing. You don't know what you did today. I didn't tell you, but the little girl that didn't want to come out of her room lost her mother on Thanksgiving day."
She came out of her room so that she could paint a snowman. And for one hour she listened to Christmas music, and painted with other kids, and all I can hope for her is that for that one hour, she felt free.
In the evening, I headed to Covenant House Texas. A shelter for youth between the ages of 18-22 that are experiencing homelessness and living in the streets for various reasons. Some have aged out of the foster care system, been kicked out of their house, run away from abuse at home, or have been trafficked through Houston.
As these young people painted, I heard them talk about their lives, their babies, the careers that they hope for someday...but most of all, I heard them be young. I listened and watched as they told jokes, acted goofy, danced, and put paint on each others faces. For two hours last night, those young people were kids again.
As we left the shelter, one of the Counselors approached me and said, "You have to come back! Usually we have to shut these events down, but this was great! You had their attention the whole time, thank you!"
Sometimes, we don't know why, or how, or when, God will use us. But each of us is given just enough time and talent to be a blessing to the world. Three years ago, I had never picked up a paintbrush in my life, but God has had plans that were very different and much bigger than my own. I pray that the Lord continues to bless all of those children, big and small, and that we can all be a blessing in our own corner of the world.
Thank you so much to all of the people that showed up and made a difference yesterday, Kacy Wade, Michelle Anderson, and Jennifer and Jake Voskuhl! Also, a big thanks to Tammy Holder Seale for donating some of our supplies! And of course to my husband, Roger Morse, for all of your support while I run around the city of Houston! Thank you, thank you, thank you!