The day before a recent trip from Florida to Oregon, I saw a local news blurb about a doctor who was arrested at our home airport for causing a disturbance. Evidently, she was screaming and cursing at the airline ticket agents, refusing to calm down and leave the area when the airport police arrived. Instead, she began to take videos and photos of the airline staff while continuing to loudlly berate them. Repeatedly ignoring police commands, the doctor was put in handcuffs and arrested for trespassing and resisting without violence.

Blessing1I’m not sure if the above story came out of a sense of entitlement because of her profession or if she was just having one of those days that went from bad to worse—a cancelled flight that deteriorated into the sound of a jail cell door clanging behind her. But, it made me think about all the blessings and privileges I have and yet how ungrateful and unthoughtful I can be sometimes.

I was taken back in my mind to God’s call to the Father of all Jews—Abraham. Genesis 12:2-3 records God’s promise and challenge to Abraham, “I will make you into a great nation and I will bless you; I will make your name great, and you will be a blessing. I will bless those who bless you and whoever curses you I will curse; and all peoples on earth will be blessed through you.” We are all blessed with time, talent and treasure to be a blessing to others.

Blessings2When I flew to Oregon the next day I made a decision to be a blessing. I chose to seek out the lowliest and least appreciated person in all of the airports I travelled through. I blessed every attendant I encountered in the Fort Myers, Charlotte, Phoenix and Portland airport restrooms. I made eye contact with each one of them and smiled. I thanked them for their hard work. I complimented them on the great job they did keeping the floors, the sinks and the toilets clean. One of them had a tip jar on the countertop next to the mints he provided so I handed him a five-dollar bill and blessed him with encouraging words.

I had a blast the whole thirteen hour trip through four airports as I eagerly looked for the guy with the mop or toilet paper in hand. It was so much fun to be a blessing, to see the grins and hear the startled “thank you” from guys rarely appreciated. It’s a blessing to be a blessing. We have been blessed to be a blessing. Why not make a special effort today to bless someone with your words, your smile or your unexpected actions?  It will make you smile from the inside out!


QUESTION: Would you share a similar experience of how you blessed someone recently? Use the Comment section below. Thanks!

8 responses to Blessed to Be a Blessing

  1. Rod Partington on February 14, 2013 at 8:39 AM Reply

    Great blog! I feel exactly the same way! You are also an insiration to me too!

  2. Terry Frith on February 14, 2013 at 7:19 AM Reply

    I travel frequently and I’m going to make this a regular practice!! Sounds enjoyable!!

  3. Russ on February 13, 2013 at 3:53 PM Reply

    While up in Maryland, with my Dad in the hospital a large number of us were in the waiting room. So many that some of the people had brought food for the group and made a makeshift buffet line. Anyway, my Mom saw a lone woman sitting by herself and invited her to eat and join us. She did and shared how her mother had had a massive stroke. She was visibly upset. I saw this. However, in my current state of exhaustion and with my Dad dieing in the other room I was not in the mood or felt strong enough to carry someone eleses load. However, when I saw her need I jumped up and set by her and asked about her situation and if I could pray for her and her mother. She quickly told me the story and about her situation. We talked for some time and I prayed for her. I could see the relief in her and her appearance even changed. She then shared with me that she had requested a hospital chaplain and was told they had left for the day and that an on call chaplain would respond. They never did. I told her she reached out to the hospital and they fell short, but God heard her need and He did not!

    In the end I had the Blessing, being a Blessing!

  4. hnmiller on February 13, 2013 at 9:34 AM Reply

    The adventure of loving the least of these! Thanks for so vividly conveying that idea.

  5. Rob Petrovich on February 13, 2013 at 8:51 AM Reply

    Your story reminds me of the fullfillment
    I feel when someone is blessed by my simple words or actions. Something I need to do more often.

    The gift of giving is as good if not better than the gift of receiving. In fact, I very often feel that the gift of giving is the gift of receiving.

    • Dennis Gingerich on February 13, 2013 at 9:22 AM Reply

      I love that line Rob, The gift of giving is the gift of receiving.”

  6. Diane Weber Reitz on February 13, 2013 at 7:51 AM Reply

    Love, love, love this blog. You continue to be such an inspiration to me.

    • Dennis Gingerich on February 13, 2013 at 9:23 AM Reply

      Thanks Diane! My mission is then being accomplished!

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