. . . don’t call me.
(I’m only half-kidding.)
But seriously, I’m not the best go-to person in a crisis. For one thing, I probably won’t answer the phone. Having a four year old who never stops talking and a two year old who never stop climbing makes it hard for me to have a meaningful phone conversation.
Secondly, on a spiritual gift survey I took once I scored the lowest in the gift of mercy column. This did not surprise anyone at my house. Every example I can think of to illustrate this point makes me sound like a mean person. I’m not really a mean person, so just trust me when I say, mercy is not one of my strong areas.
Third, I am a stay at home stay at home mom. What I mean is, I rarely leave the house. In fact, I don’t get out of my pajamas work-out clothes every day. So if you need me ASAP, my ASAP could take a while.
But you know what I am good at doing when you have a crisis? Making you dinner. It may not sound like much, but sometimes it’s enough.
Dorcas (or Tabitha) can relate. In Acts nine it says, “This woman was full of good works and charitable deeds which she did” (v. 36). She got sick and died. Her friends called Peter to help. When he arrived, “all the widows stood by him weeping, showing the tunics and garments which Dorcas has made while she was with them” (39).
Her friends desperately missed her. Not because she taught the weekly Bible study. Not because she had the solo in the Easter cantata. Not because they knew they wouldn’t be able to find anyone else to teach the rowdy 5th grade Sunday School class. They missed her because she provided for the practical needs of others, especially those most in need (the widows).
I truly thank God for including the story of Dorcas in Scripture. I’m not always Miriam, Deborah, or Mary sitting at Jesus’ feet.Some days I’m Dorcas. And, being Dorcas is enough!
Now, who needs a casserole?