i am proud of my wife...

...and I just want to brag on her a little bit. Before I go any further, I must say, she would never brag on herself...about anything...ever. She's very humble. In fact, she'll probably be a little embarrassed about me posting this but I just want to give her props. By the way...she only checks my blog every-so-often...so it may be a while before she sees this--she last read up on me yesterday (she visits this blog occasionally to get an update on what's new in my life). :)

Here's ONE of the many reasons that I love her and am proud of her: She's generous.

The other day she was shopping at Aldi. When she grocery-shops she usually has to hit Wal-Mart AND Aldi just because we can save the most money by doing that. But I digress: Jenny had just checked-out at Aldi...and if you've shopped there, you know that you have to bag your own stuff (that's part of how they're able to offer lower prices). As Jenny was bagging things up, an elderly, seemingly down-and-out gentleman, was checking out. Cut to the chase...the elderly guy forgot his money. He had no way to pay for his food purchases...and he lived 30+ minutes away. And he was there by himself. In other words...he was hosed.

Jenny Bunn to the rescue. She went to the cashier, asked how much the bill was, and paid for the dude's stuff. Right there...right away. I just think that's very cool.

The guy, of course, was blown away. He had been thinking that he was going to have go home, get his money, come back, re-shop for all his stuff, etc. He kept offering to pay Jenny back. He wanted Jenny's name and address. He wanted to send her a check. And Jenny tells me that he wouldn't let it go. He kept after her but she insisted that she just wanted to be a blessing to him...no strings attached.

He finally got the picture that Jenny was determined to help him...just out of the goodness of her heart. He thanked her over and over.

It always makes you feel very glad to help someone who really, truly appreciates what you've done.

Jenny, in my opinion, offered "a cup of cold water in the name of Jesus" that day. And you know what? She'll never forget doing that...and neither will he.

Isn't it interesting that the times when we are selfless and others-oriented are the times that impact us most? I guarantee that she's already forgotten most of what she bought on that day...but she'll never forget what she gave away. Neither will her Heavenly Father.