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Lessons with Manny: Encouragement



This afternoon as I checked Emmanuel's agenda and his graded work, I came across his spelling test. I was so proud to see 100% and a sticker across the top that read perfect, but my attention was also drawn to the bottom of the paper where the teacher made a smiley face and a heart. Emmanuel had written his teacher a note on the bottom of the paper that read "you're a great teacher"! -- and my heart smiled. Emmanuel up until now has been the type of kid who has no problem reading or writing. He excels in spelling and almost always gets 100% on his spelling test. He didn't need to write this for the teacher to give him a better grade, nor did he tell her this in front of the class to be teacher's pet or get recognition.


When I questioned him about it, he told me how his class of 18 boys was being rowdy that day and barely listening to his teacher. He thought she was having a rough day and could use something to cheer her up. And that's where the lesson comes in. Sometimes those around us maybe having a rough day and all they need is a little encouragement to make it through their day. Something that brings warmth to their heart, a smile to their face and to know that someone cares. This is what Manny teaches me constantly and is always reminding me to do. Perhaps that is why I felt so inclined to write tonight. Because the purpose of this blog is to encourage others and lift others up.


Emmanuel is also the type of boy who made me reach out to his friend's mom when he was absent 2 days in a row just to see how he was doing and to tell him to feel better and that he was missed. He is the type of boy who genuinely cares about others and is not afraid to show it. Which is a lesson for me to show the same care and kindness for others no matter how awkward it may seem.


The point is you never know what someone is going through. Whether they've missed work or school because they're sick, or grieving after a loss. You never know if someone is facing difficulties, or is feeling alone in this big world. I believe it is our responsibility to be the one to show love and reach out. With a text, an email, a phone call, or a note. Let others know they matter, they're not alone, someone cares! We were not created to do life alone....


And not only did this encourage me to continue blogging and encouraging others in my life, but also to continue writing Emmanuel love notes in his lunch. My husband and I decided a couple weeks ago, that everyday he would get a note encouraging him and pointing out the things we love about him. It has made an incredible impact in his behavior. He seems more loving, obedient and aware of others. Maybe its touched his little heart so much he decided he would do it for others.




"Do what you can, with what you have, where you are"- Theodore Roosevelt


And that's what its all about.... You may only make an impact on one person, but that person can continue and change the world.




Speak life, speak encouragement. The more you give it, the more you will be encouraged in your walk as well! And remember you are loved by God and you were not created to do life alone 💕




   
"Therefore encourage one another and build one another up, just as you are doing." 1 Thessalonians 5:11

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