The Connection Corner
A daily source of encouragement and inspiration to connect your heart to hope and faith.
A daily source of encouragement and inspiration to connect your heart to hope and faith.
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Ask Boldly, Receive Abundantly
Daily Devotional, Lisa WilliamsHe almost didn’t do it.
His mom’s diagnosis had turned their world upside down, and he wanted to help. But what could a 14-year-old really do?
The idea had formed in a rush: if he shaved his head, he could raise money for cancer research. But standing on his neighbor’s porch now with a pair of clippers, he felt ridiculous.
He clutched them in his hand like a lifeline. “Uh—hi,” he started, voice cracking. “My mom has cancer. I want to raise money for research, so I’m shaving my head. Would you be willing to donate?”
Silence.
His heart pounded. The awkwardness clawed at him, but then the neighbor asked, “How much are you hoping to raise?”
He shared his goal. It sounded impossible the moment he said it, but the neighbor disappeared inside. When he returned, he handed the boy a check for a thousand dollars. The exact amount!
The boy’s mouth fell open. “Wait. What?”
The neighbor just smiled. “Yeah, and I am also going to talk at our homeowners’ association meeting tonight about how we can do more.”
He walked home with the check in hand, mind spinning. He had expected pocket change. But this? This was so much bigger.
All he had done was ask. And generosity had answered—louder than he ever imagined.
We tell ourselves we are too small to make a difference. That what we have to offer could never be enough. But maybe the real question is not if we can help. Maybe it is whether we are willing to step out, awkward and unsure, and simply try.
Because sometimes, when we do, hope shows up in ways we never saw coming.
Ice Cream and Friendship
Daily Devotional, Lauren Kitchens-StewardKenny had learned the hard way that people don’t always care. His home life was falling apart, and he carried that weight on his shoulders every day.
At school, he kept to himself, thinking that if he stayed quiet enough, no one would notice the pain he was carrying.
But Katie noticed.
The other kids laughed when Kenny stumbled and scattered his books across the cafeteria floor, but Katie didn’t. Kenny had braced himself, eyes locked on the floor when suddenly, another pair of hands reached down to help. He looked up to see her.
She did not even hesitate. She just handed him his books and said, “Come on, let’s get ice cream.”
Kenny stared at her. “What?”
She shrugged. “Ice cream fixes a lot.”
He wanted to tell her no, that he was fine, that she did not have to waste her time. But something about the way she looked at him—like she saw him—made him follow her out the door.
They did not talk about what had happened. She did not ask questions. They just sat together in the school courtyard, letting the warmth of the sun and the cold of the ice cream do what words couldn’t. And in that quiet space, Kenny felt something shift.
For the first time in a long time, Kenny did not feel invisible.
Years later, at graduation, Kenny prepared to give his valedictorian speech. He took a deep breath and leaned into the microphone.
“Most people think life is changed by big moments,” He paused and looked at Katie, “but sometimes, it’s something small. A kindness I didn’t deserve, from someone who didn’t have to care.”
When I think about Kenny and Katie, I am reminded that loving people like Jesus doesn’t have to be complicated. Sometimes, it looks like stopping for someone who thinks no one would.
Dear one, who in your life needs that kind of love? It doesn’t take much to change the trajectory of someone’s world.
You never know. It really could mean everything.
Embracing Moments that Matter
Daily Devotional, Lisa Williams, UncategorizedI should have already been on the road. Instead, I was staring at my Jeep’s very flat tire. This was not how the day was supposed to go.
I managed to limp the car over to Christian Brothers Automotive, hoping they could fix my flat quickly and get me back on the road, but they were closed.
So, I left my car there, called an Uber, jumped on a plane, and tried to push the thought of the tire out of my mind.
A few days later, as I flew home, I remebered my car. I hadn’t even called the shop! I wondered….Was my car still in their parking lot? Had they towed it?
When I called the shop, Jed answered and said, “It’s still here. And we actually don’t do tires here.”
Argh.
Before I could even figure out what to do next, Jed kept talking. “We can air it up for you. Or if you’ve got a spare, I’ll put it on.”
I blinked. That was not what I expected. He had no reason to help me, and yet, his offer didn’t cost a thing.
When I got back to the shop, they had already aired up the tires, and I was struck by how intentional they had been with us. They even took the time to teach my son, JD, how to change a flat tire. As a single mom, it meant more to me than words could express. I had tears of gratitude as we drove away.
Jed probably never thought twice about offering his help, but I have not stopped thinking about it. That day, Christian Brothers Automotive truly lived up to their name.
Because isn’t that what following Jesus really looks like? Showing up for people and offering a moment of care when they least expect it? Being kind?
God constantly gives us chances to be that unexpected kindness for someone else. The truth is, we all feel stuck at times—whether it is a flat tire, a flat heart, or a flat hope. What we need most in those moments is not someone to fix us—it is someone to see us and remind us that we matter.
What if today, that kindness starts with you?