Profound joy of the heart is like a magnet that indicates the path of life. One has to follow it, even though one enters into a way full of difficulties. -Mother Theresa

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My daughter, sister and I heard the sirens close by as we walked down the street after dinner. I had a dreaded feeling in my heart … the sound was way too near to our home. Which neighbor would it be this time?

She came running out of the house, arms to the sky, yelling … no! no! no! …. crying ….

The ambulance and fire trucks pulled up. The neighbors came out of their houses. It was a sad day. Life would never be the same again. Wally was gone.

My daughter turned to me and said, Mom, let’s bake a cake.

So the next day, we looked for the most beautiful orchid we could find to take to our dear neighbor.

And then we baked a cake.

It’s just what we do.

Whether life or death, a birth or an exit from this world.

We bake a cake.

Everyone has different priorities, passions, and callings in this life. That is what makes us unique. But what happens when we quit doing what we know we should do?

A simple act of love for us is to be there for our neighbors.

Joyce Meyer wrote some challenging words that I want to share with you:

One of the ways we make our lives so complex is when we veer off course and ignore what is really important to us. If we put aside our own hearts and follow what the worlds thinks we should and ought to do, we will find ourselves unfulfilled and empty.

Life will be tasteless.

We will go through the motions, but nothing will satisfy us.

What do you want out of life?

Some people spend so much time meeting what they think their obligations are, that they don’t even know what they want. They never ask themselves because they figure it is way out of reach.

It takes boldness to follow your heart, even sometimes in the smallest things.

Hospitality can be as simple as reaching out to a neighbor, to someone who is hurting that you don’t even know.

It can be as simple as baking a cake.

What is a way that you show love to those hurting around you?

(Above recipe, No Peel Apple Cake, is what I bake/take to others quite often. It’s easy and the recipe is in my book.)