The Gift of Giving

Senior couple watching TV at home

Therefore, I urge you, brothers, in view of God’s mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God—this is your spiritual act of worship.—ROMANS 12:1 (NIV)

“Do you want a back rub or a foot rub?” I ask my husband, Jean-Claude, on one of his rare sick days at home. When we exchanged wedding vows, we promised to love each other in sickness and in health. With my diagnosis of schizophrenia and an anxiety disorder, we have had to put that promise into action more days than not.

Today, Jean-Claude decides on a foot rub. I gladly take his foot into my hands because it isn’t often that I have the opportunity to comfort him. In our household, I take most of the comforting and care.

I frequently try to talk my husband into splurging for a massage or watching one of his favorite television shows like reruns of M*A*S*H. It’s unfortunately unusual for him to follow through on one of my suggestions for self-care.

I explain that doing something to care for himself or accepting an offer of care from me is actually a gift to me. I want to be a giver too.

That old cliché that it is better to give than to receive became a worn-out saying because it was so true, and continues to be, in so many people’s lives.

Today's Prayer:

Lord, thank you for the people you’ve put in my life at just the right time who keep me on my feet.

Adapted from Strength & Grace: Daily Devotions for Caregivers, a new publication from Guideposts