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Week 26:

This blessing took place the week of March 23rd – 29th

Wow! I'm half way done with my 52 weeks. This journey has been an adventure, to say the least. I'd like to take a moment and reflect on why I began this journey.  Don't worry, you'll still get a blessing story in the end, but this extra tidbit will be worth it. At least I hope you'll agree it was worth it!  

I've always admired my mother. I've never known anyone to be like her. She really was one of a kind. She had this gift to inspire people to believe. She was kind to anyone and everyone. She loved helping people. She not only saw, but understood, the importance of loving others. She knew the only way to impact a life was to love that life selflessly. I've always wanted to be like her to love people the way she loved them. To show compassion when no one else did or would. To have her same courage to stand up for someone else's rights because they were too afraid to speak; to be bold, beautiful, confident, and wise. To love without the expectation of getting anything in return, to live a life of service, like she did. She never won many awards, she wasn't president of her student body, and to many she wasn't rich. However, my mom lived a life that she dedicated her talents, her money, and her time to the kingdom by investing in other people. She strived to be a better person and to see the good in anyone. She never gave up on people. She fought the good fight and won, and that my friends is better than any award, any amount of power, or any treasure you can receive. She lived her life knowing she would someday have an eternity with Jesus. She was the woman I dreamed I would someday become.

People say I look like my mom, and I do. I see glimpses of her when I look in the mirror, or look at a selfie. However, I think I would prefer for people to not only say I look like her but I have her heart, her love, her compassion, and of course her goofiness. I hope to same day pass down her beautifully epic legacy to the next generation. I want God to work in my life the way he did in hers. I want his light to glow in me like it did for her. I want to impact people to be better. I want to love people unconditionally knowing I might get nothing in return. These are the reasons I began this journey, I longed to have what she had, and I knew the best way to find her joy was to mimic her lifestyle.  

My mom loved blessing people so I started this journey in hopes that by blessing people I would restore "my normal", whatever that means. This blog was about finding something I lost when I lost her. My skies became grey, my heart began to ache, my love for people became bitter, and my joy became nonexistent. I missed my cheerleader, my friend, my teacher, my mentor, but mostly I missed my mom. I don't think my life will ever be the same it was before I lost mom, and I think I'm okay with that. I think her death and this journey have taught me, and have blessed me, more than I anticipated. I have learned time on earth isn't forever, I mean I always knew that, but her death has taught me that. This blog has never been away for me to brag about my good deeds. Instead it has been away to hold me accountable to continue the journey. I'm blessed because the stories I've shared have not only blessed me, but they have blessed others. Not only have the stories blessed others but they have encouraged family members to take part in the journey.

This week's blessing is actually a blessing Oscar, my husband, did for someone else. I'm going to count it as this week's blessing because when we got married we became one! Ha!

I need to first take a moment and describe the man I married. He is hard working, supportive, smart, sexy, and the absolute best father to our son. However, because of his job he deals with a lot of people who take advantage of the system, people who are always looking for a hand out. I can't imagine how difficult it would be to work with these people day in and day out. Sometimes it's hard to see the good when all you see is the bad… It's hard to believe someone is worthy of a blessing when they don't appear to deserve a blessing.

Below is a phone conversation between me and my husband.  
Oscar: Jen I just did a blessing for this week.
Jen: Oh really what did you do?
Oscar: Well I saw this homeless couple with a sign and I remembered your blog and what you wrote. Something about it isn't our job to judge who deserves a blessing instead our job is to bless others.
Jen: Aww you read my blog! Wait, you don't typically give money to the homeless.
Oscar: Of course I read your blog and today I blessed the homeless.
Jen: I can't wait to hear more about your blessing…

Yesterday, March 27th, Oscar was waiting at a traffic light when he saw a couple holding a sign that read, "Any blessing will help". Some people tend to have a judgmental mindset when it comes to the homeless. When he read their sign all he could hear was my voice saying, "it isn't our job to determine if someone is worthy of a blessing. Our job is to be a blessing to someone else". These are the words I wrote in my last blog. Oscar looked back at the couple took out his wallet and blessed them. Afterwards, is when he called me and we had the conversation above. I don't know if my last blessing would have impacted Oscar as much if I hadn't written it. You see, I probably would've just told him my story and gone on with my day. However, through reading my blog not only did he get to read my story ,but he saw what I've learned.

This is my heart and these are some of the reasons why I share this blog. I want to share this journey with you because my mom left an impact on the lives she touched, and through this blog I hope to continue that legacy. None of this is to bring glory to me or Oscar, but instead to honor my mom by bringing glory to God.

Thank you for your support and for sharing in this journey with me.

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