I’ve had the idea swimming around between my head and my heart for a couple months now.
The question is, though, how do you plan random?
I had wanted to host a random acts of kindness party, but what do you plan and how do you finance it and who would be just adventuresome enough to partner with me in this vague, but solid hope, to touch people’s lives? There was only one way to find out.
So, I threw out the idea to friends that I thought might grasp the concept with enthusiasm. I mentioned it to the group of “twenty-somethings” that gather in our home each Tuesday night. To my delight, I had some takers. People willing to be a part of this ‘test group’; people that were okay with everything not being planned out and willing to give of themselves. People that were up for the challenge of blessing others.
So we met Saturday morning at my house. We all brought ‘offerings.’ Ideas and anticipation topped the list. Some brought packaged goodies, magazines, cupcakes, children’s books. One made cards. One brought 2 gallons of hot chocolate. Each team had $20 in fives and ones and $5 in quarters. It was theirs to use or not. I just wanted to be sure that if we were out and about and saw a need, that we would be able to help meet it.
We left in 2 cars; twenty-somethings in one car; older folks : ) in another. There were no rules. We could go anywhere we felt led and give however we saw fit. We would keep in touch by cell phone and meet back at the house to share our adventures over lunch.
I plan on posting each day of November in honor of Thanksgiving, so I will share more stories then, in order to do each one justice. Here, though, was one of the ‘success’ stories that got back to us via Facebook. First, bear with me, as I share a bit of the backstory.
About 3 weeks before this “party,” a man at our church approached me after service. He asked me if I wanted 4 baby dolls. I said no. He told me he had salvaged them from being thrown out and felt like he was to ask me if I had need of them. The light bulb went on. No, I had no need of them, but evidently there were 4 children and/or senior citizens that could be blessed by them. I told him of the plan for my party. He was on my front porch on Monday delivering the dolls.
Fast forward to the RAK Party. I gave each team 2 dolls (we split everything we had evenly between the teams). The ‘twenty-somethings’ gave away both their dolls; we gave away one of ours to a little girl at a bus stop. On Sunday, I received this text, that was copied from a Facebook post.
“So we were standing out in front of the tattoo shop waiting to go home when a woman came up and handed the girls these dolls. The girls were so happy and excited. The tags on the dolls both read, “This gift may seem random but we are hoping that it puts a smile on your face and brightens your day! May your heart be encouraged today!” Well random lady, you have accomplished your mission with two little girls and their daddy! Thank you, whoever you were!”
A daughter of one of the ladies who had gone with us, was a friend with this man on Facebook. He had his girls for the weekend. They asked him if they could get new toys that day and he told them no. He didn’t have the money to take them shopping.
We laughed and cried and smiled and rejoiced when we got word of this Facebook post. I thought of the man who gave me the dolls. He would not take no for an answer. He was obedient to do his part, we were obedient to do our part and we were able to bless a family in a way that they may not forget for a while.
It was an incredible day. This is just one story! We came home both exhausted and invigorated. There is much I would do different next time but there were also awesome things that happened this time. Most of us are still brainstorming what we can do next. Most of us are figuring out ways we can do this on a day-to-day basis. There is no doubt that we were able to bless many people that day, but I think I can speak for each of us when I say that we were changed by the experience. We truly were infused with enthusiasm!
Loving Making a Difference With You,