I don’t like random.
Random giving makes me nervous.
I like planned giving.
Research, comparison, knowing exactly how my gift is going to make a difference.
This kind of giving is good, no doubt.
But I’ve been challenged of late to be pulled toward generosity with my heart as well as my head.
Like keeping five bucks in my pocket for whoever might need it more than I do.
Giving spontaneously, with no strings attached, is a challenge for some of us.
But this too is grace.
Even if we don’t know how the story ends.
And, before I go back to work on Tuesday, I’m going to sprinkle some random kindness somewhere.
I might blog about it later.
But I’m gonna do it. For real.
And so can you.
This is your invitation to kindness.
Will you join me?