Recently, I heard on the radio “Heart of Gold” by Neil Young, one of his more famous songs, that has always touched me to the core.
“I want to live, I want to give, I’ve been a miner, for a heart of gold”
As I stood up to give a reflection on the first Sunday in November, I had this song lingering in the back of my mind. I’m living my life and I’m giving all I can, and I have been looking for a long time for people like me with a heart of gold.
I get many people praising and complimenting me on my generosity and I fumble with the thank yous and shy away from receiving the praises.
But here is what I see:
I see congregants who know when someone needs a hug and are always there to give one.
I see a mother who has been so generous that their children don’t even think twice about volunteering to fill in where they can.
I see a father that has such an influence on not only his children but the entire congregation that he’s sought out for advice.
I see families that get involved in events of the congregation and inspire others to be a heart of gold.
I see hearts of gold all over our congregation, and I know I’ve found my place to share my own heart of gold.
~Candice C. Carver