Overwhelmed With Love

Have you ever been in a situation where an act of service kinda seemed small or unimportant, but the outcome meant so much to somebody? Yeah, I’m sitting on the tail end of the latter. Words are hard to describe where I am after what I experienced today.

I realized something was up when I started getting emails and phone calls from people regarding helping me get things done. I wasn’t aware of it at first, but my bride sent out an emergency email to our community of faith, and they responded. One gentleman (a Master Organizer) put together an event within our congregation to help me out in my packing and moving process – and boy did I need it! It wasn’t that I didn’t want help, it was more that I didn’t know HOW the help could help.

Several people came over after church and not only helped me organize what was still here, but this community of faith brought over food, helped sort, helped pack, helped sell! I never could imagine that so much could be done in so little time! Overwhelming! Absolutely overwhelming!

There’s a man in this congregation (he wasn’t part of this group) who I greatly respect and look up to. He’s a big fan of Mother Teresa. One of his favorite quotes from Mother Teresa says, “Not all of us can do great things. But we can all do small things with great love.”

That’s exactly what happened today! It was a small thing for many of them to come out here and partake in this endeavor. It was probably a small thing to drop off some food, or packing tape, or spend a few hours leading, or a few hours numbering bins, etc. But it was the amazing amount of love and generosity that was shown that blew me away.

I mean, I know these people. I know their loving hearts and kindness. That’s why I’m in community with them. But I’m not usually on this end of it! I’m usually the one serving right there with them.

This truly increases my understanding of how important it is to receive help and service and love if you are going to give it. This truth is something I’ve been working on for a few years. It’s always been easy for me to give of myself, but to receive help has always been difficult. But if God wants give a blessing through someone else, who am I tell Him, “No, that’s OK. I’ve got it.” How egotistical and selfish is that?!

During these last few days, I’ll be getting out of my apartment and moving in with a family from this same community of faith. I am excited to receive this blessing, and hope my gratitude can been conveyed well. There’s still a lot to do over the next couple of days to get out of here, but I’m so much closer now than I was this morning. And I’m more overwhelmed with love than I’ve been in a long time!

Happy B-day to me!

Me and my birthday cookie. I also had cheesecake, milk tea, and two special lunch breads (I ate one for dinner).

Just in case you didn’t know, I am finally settling in here in JiNing. I have had to opportunity to really experience lots of culture shock, beginning with a not so private physical in Hohhot. So far I have been without water, without internet, without a flushing toilet, without language, without food, without a mattress, and so on. Things have been hard, but they are still livable. A lot of it is just part of moving too. I know eventually I will settle in and things will get better, including my teaching skills. Still today has been the hardest yet, because I am without my wonderful friends and family.

Today is my birthday and I have primarily spent it alone. Though I did treat myself a little bit to some special treats and, of course, all of the wonderful messages I have received today have been amazing. I have even gotten happy birthday wishes from friends who I’ve barely spoken too since I left Starbucks (I fact I deeply regret). Still, as much as I appreciate all of the love, I want to cry. All I can think about is how much I want to be with those people, spending time with them. Today I have thought about my days at Starbucks. I think about being there late in the evening with the last few rays of sunlight beaming through the drive through window, things are a little slower and I’m behind the bar talking to people as I make drinks. I’ve missed this for quite sometime now, but the thought that it was always just right down the road was more comforting than being thousands of miles away. I also miss sitting in the BCM or in Zak Kratzer’s apartment until all hours of the night playing games, watching movies, and sharing our lives together. My time with those people are some of the most precious memories of my life. Praising the Lord with my family at Northridge. Goodness, I could really use some of that today. Cuddling up next to my mom to watch/analyse a movie. Sleeping next to my husband. I miss it all so much. It’s such a blessing to know that you have so many people who love you, but sometimes that also makes it harder to leave. I miss you all so much it hurts sometimes.

I know the Lord is with me and that he gives me strength, but I still want to be with all of you. I guess I will probably feel that way about several Chinese people when I leave this place too. I am already building new relationships here, but good relationships take time to grow. I guess all of this is suppose to be a lesson I will have to learn, though I’m still not exactly sure what I will learn from it just yet.

Think of me tonight, pray for me, and keep sending me those wonderful messages. This way at least you will be with me here in spirit. Also, pray for Bob. He is still raising funds, packing, training, and being totally overwhelmed by what is left to do in Kentucky. Please, if there is anything you can do to help, please do so. My husband is not always so great at asking for help, but he surely needs it right now.

I love you all so much!

Bethany Keith