In the Spirit of the Law of Receptivity, I love remembering that our giving actions sometimes come back as a harvest to those we love. It reminds me of a lesson my husband taught me:
Several years ago I was VERY pregnant w/ twins, ready to burst and so tired as we left a parking lot, but my husband saw a car stranded in the busy street and instinctively pulled over to help the driver. I protested (I’m embarrassed to admit it), “Honey, she already has a cop here to help her.”
He looked at me and said, “Yes, but he can’t move her car by himself — and besides, one day my sweet wife could be stranded somewhere, and I’ll want to know that someone will help her.”
Two weeks later I got a flat tire late at night and pulled in the closest driveway I could find. Within moments, a guy hopped out of the house and changed my tire as fast as a pit crew worker. He just laughed at my astonishment and said, “Oh, I own the body shop down the street. I do this a hundred times a day!”
When I told my husband about it he put his hands in the air and whooped, “Woo hoo — I sowed good seed for that!”
It’s nice to be married to a go-giver.
