To Be Humbled...

Usually on Saturday mornings we go to the Saturday Market or ‘farea’ to get fresh produce, meats, and other fun crafts. It is one of my favorite places to shop. There is a lot available and it is not nearly as overwhelming as going to La Concha every week is. This week I went with Mrs. Youngblood as Mr. Youngblood was still at work in the jungle for a few more days.

Every week Mrs. Youngblood’s God daughters meet her at the door waiting and ready to help her shop. They were three beautiful young girls who simply light up when they see her. Not only do they get paid, but Mrs. Youngblood buys lunch and other treats along the way knowing how little they can afford. But this was only the beginning.

There is a little boy who she buys cleaning gloves from every week. And every week she pays more than she should -simply because she can. This week, the little boy (less than 10 years old) told her than he needed new tennis shoes. And it was very clear that he did. Without question she asked what size and said she would have them next week.

As we continued our shopping we stopped to buy some cooked eggs. Another little one came up and asked for some eggs. At this point, I imagine that you are thinking, geeze, there is only so much one person can do. But that is hardly her mentality. It is not that he wanted candy or a toy, he wanted breakfast. And so he ate.

Simple things really. She truly believes that to whom much is given, much is expected. By the end of the morning I was exhausted from the number of times I choked back tears watching her kind actions. Mrs. Youngblood gets it. She walks Christ like in all that she does. A short trip to the market opened my eyes and humbled my heart in ways that I had not expected.