Back when Survivor was a new show, I remember they made a big deal out of the one luxury item each contestant chose to bring with them.
48 seasons later, they either gloss over it or have dispensed with it all together. I don’t really know, because I haven’t watched more than one episode of Survivor in several years. AD’s luxury item would be Kleenex. He goes no where without a pocket full of Kleenex which are never used for their intended purposes but end up in the dryer all over only the black clothes, never the white. If I were ever to leave my husband, which I wouldn’t because, let’s be honest, no one else would have me, it would be over his Kleenex abuse.
My one luxury item would be a tablet of paper and a pen. I never go anywhere without paper and pen because I might need to write something, draw something or do some addition.
So the other day when Sean and I were getting ready to leave the house to run errands, I was tickled when he chose to wear pants with pockets which he filled with Kleenex and a t-shirt with a pocket in which he had tucked a tiny notepad and a pen.
Unfortunately none of what you have read heretofore has anything to do with anything hereafter.
So then, as we were on our way to Half Price Books to buy the rest of the Little House series, Sean mentioned that the neighborhood we were driving through looked like Skip and Glenna’s. I said it was indeed their neighborhood and I wondered if they had gotten back from China yet. They are involved in a ministry called Let’s Start Talking where they travel to foreign countries to teach English using the Gospels. Sean suggested that when they go to China that we should eat with chopsticks the entire time so we can remember they are gone.
I thought that was a terrific idea for a number of reasons. One, eating with such difficulty would help us remember not only the challenges and uncomfortable circumstances our missionaries face so far away from home, but also those for whom finding enough to eat every day is a challenge. I want Sean to have an awareness that there really are people in this world who go hungry and don’t have enough to eat – something that neither of us know.
After our errands, Sean asked if we could have lunch at Sonic. He had been an especially delightful errand buddy, so I said yes.
“Great!” he said, “Let’s get a meal with toy so that we can put it in the give away box,” he offered.
“Sean, dude, that is awesome,” I said. I was proud that he had taken ownership of the concept of charity and thinking of others.
“Unless it’s something really cool, like a disk shooter,” he added.
Here on earth, it’s about progress, not perfection.
And now, here is a little something I made in Photoshop with one or two clicks using a free Photoshop action from PanosFX.
My little boyfriend and errand buddy.