Blessed to be a blessing

"You're a blessing to me"

Have you ever heard those words?  I've heard them a few times and it always feels so good. But Sunday I realized that I had always known what I had done that had blessed them. I had helped them in some sort of situation, or I had just given a testimony that connected with them, or I had just preached a message that spoke to them, or prayed a prayer over them.   I try to always give God credit because I always ask for it to be His voice that speaks through me in those situations.  But, I still enjoy the credit for doing the work.  

But when a friend wrapped her arms around me Sunday and cried on my shoulder that I''ve been a blessing to her, I was stumped.  What had I done?  I haven't preached.  I have never prayed with her.  I haven't been a servant to her.  So how can she say I've been a blessing to her?  I couldn't get it out of my mind.

And then that still, quiet voice whispered in my heart and I realized that I didn't need to know because I don't deserve any credit for it whatsoever.  It wasn't my doing it was my being.  How beautiful to be used by God and not even know how he's using me!!!   I suppose it's an answer to my usual prayer, "Father, do what You will and don't let me get in the way!"