I carry around a bottle of mustard seeds in my backpack. On occasion, I'll hear them rattling or shaking as I walk or as I toss the backpack near my workspace for the day. And they remind me of something Mother Teresa (Momma T according to Shane) once said,
"We can do no great things, only small things with great love."
In March, I was fortunate to have the opportunity to have a month-long sabbatical. During this month, I read and wrote songs and played with my girls. And during this month, my passions were stirred--passions of writing songs, telling stories, and doing small acts of justice with great love.
On Saturday, April 14, I got to plant a mustard seed, with the help of Kaylea. For two months, she had been dreaming and planning an art show to "help friends find homes" (see Hillcrest Ministries). On that night, at Honkerbean's (a local coffee, gelato, and Philly Cheesesteak shop) she drew all kinds of pictures and sold them. I got to sing songs and play music with some of my friends. All tips and money made would go to help our friends break the cycle of poverty.
Kaylea raised $525.
She is already thinking of another art show to help girls who do not get birthday presents...in Africa.