Last week, my very favorite speaker came and shared with our MOPS group. This lady is nothing short of amazing. She homeschooled her 4 girls who are now grown, she inspires women all over the place and her personality is magnetic. We've had coffee. I've cried. She's listened.
Basically, when I "grow up" I'd like to be Donna.
Anyway, part of her ministry is working with women in the life-skill part of a Pregnancy Resource Center. These women are from all different backgrounds. Some victims of abuse and others who simply need someone to hold their hand and assure them that yes, they can do it.
About a week ago, she invited me to come do a workshop on Baby Food Making and Healthy Snacks for Moms and Toddlers. It's a long story but, let's just say that God planted the seed in me a long time ago for this organization. When she asked me, I was like "Yes, yes and yes!!".
Because my kids are so young, my main mission field is right here in my home. I can't run all over the place, doing lots of this and that but, when God opens a door and I know it's meant to be, I'm all over it. Today was so much more than teaching these women to make homemade baby food, smoothies for their toddlers and granola for themselves. It was about empowering them and showing them that they matter and that they can make choices for their families that will make them feel good about themselves.
Some of these women barely even speak English and as I was preparing my presentation and feeling nervous, I realized that we aren't all that different. They are Moms. I'm a Mom. They have a story. I have a story. They love their kids. I love my kids. We all have our struggles, we all have our gifts and we all have our pasts and our futures. We are different, yet the same because we have common threads that tie us together.
I feel like I'm definitely the one who was blessed today. These girls are amazing.