When you start to think about blogs, and you’re over 50 years old, you think about it a little more differently than someone who is younger and has grown up with a computer.  I think the older you are, the more self-conscious you are about what you write, because you have memories of some nun slapping your knuckles because you forgot a comma or used the wrong sentence structure…or used the “three dot” thing incorrectly. Maybe I’ll let my oldest son, Jeff, write this blog and then everyone will be blessed.

I shall try not to think about what you think about my writing because after all, this is about widows and orphans.  It’s about families who have taken a step of faith and all the people and friends who have rallied around them, not to mention all the other people who didn’t even know the immediate family but sent in money so they could be a part of something big!  So far, it has been an amazing journey for me and my family.

Over the years I have had a chance to get to know people who have been in ministry of some kind or have chosen missionary work.  When I would walk away from a conversation with one of them, I would always envy their faith.  It made me ask; am I really doing what serves God?  Is this how He would have me spend my time?  Does my work honor Him like that? Am I doing something that totally depends on God answering my prayers in order to be successful?

The exciting thing for me about Both Hands is that I don’t ask myself those questions anymore. There is nothing in me that questions whether or not this is where we should be and what we should be doing.  It feels good! I understand that not everyone is going to go through the same things I’ve gone through to get here and I certainly don’t think that everyone needs to go into the non-profit world, but that’s the cliff we chose and now is when chose to jump!

Hang on!!