Blessing Others, Kind Actions, Kind Words

Random Act of Kindness – Lessons Learned through Beads

Do you find children become a bit obsessive during various stages of their life? Looking back, I remember my daughter who insisted on having her hair braided in two long braids every single day before she could go to school.  If I tried any other hairstyle, or didn’t have the braids with a perfect line in the middle, there would be a guaranteed meltdown at 7AM. My middle child went through a stage where he refused to do a puzzle starting with the edges (the easiest way I knew); he had to start with the middle and work out. Heaven help you if you tried to work on edges first!

This summer, my youngest child has discovered Perler beads. For those of you unfamiliar with these tiny crafting beads, they are small, plastic cylinders you place on a plastic grid with small spikes to create colorful images.  Once completed, you use waxed paper to iron over the plastic.  The plastic melts and joins together, then your object can be removed from the grid when cooled.  Here are a few photos to illustrate our newest obsession:

In progress
In progress
A few of our finished projects
A few of our finished projects

The fascination with Perler beads began when my daughter was in elementary school.  We would spend hours at our art table, sitting on the bench organizing all the colors.  The process of placing the beads in the grid was meticulous at best; thankfully, we both had small hands and good pincher grips.

My oldest son followed in his sister’s footsteps and together they would sit creating masterpieces throughout the day.  It was a time of shared passion and cemented their friendship as siblings.  Sometimes when they ran out of colors they needed, they would create multi-colored shapes: a patchwork quilt of plastic, molded to perfection.

My little guy is four years old.  He’s just now figuring out how to count in straight lines and sort by color.  Wait, that’s not completely accurate.  He is obsessed with counting and sorting by color. OBSESSED!

“Mommy, this bead doesn’t go there.  It’s supposed to be four yellows, not five.” 

“Mommy, that’s not the right blue.  It’s supposed to be this color blue.”

“Mommy, you do red and I do white.  Let’s do it together.”

Making pictures from Perler beads takes patience and persistence.  One wrong move and your entire design will become a mangled mess of beads.  It’s time consuming, too.  You could spend hours making one design only to run out of the exact shade of green you need with only three beads left to complete the project.  Frustrating!

Understanding this, I posted a message on FB last week asking if anyone had any Perler beads they were willing to part with.  We’d already dropped a chunk of change at Michael’s craft store purchasing single colored beads and I knew we would deplete our supply soon.  Several friends liked my status, but no one had beads to share.  That was fine, it was worth a shot to ask, right?

A few days went by, more projects were made, and our bead supply was low.  Twice we started a project only to dismantle it because we didn’t have enough of the “right color” beads to finish.  Then, as things so often happen in my world, I received a private message from a friend:

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God is so funny sometimes.  I love how He meets our needs, even when the “need” is not really a need at all, but a want. God is so good!  Perfect timing always!

My friend dropped it off at my house while I was out and about with my kids, refusing the payment I offered to mail.  “It’s only $3.  Don’t worry about it.”  How incredibly kind!  Yes, I know $3 may not seem like a large sum of money, but I want you to consider for a moment what this random act of kindness meant to me:

  • One of my friends actually paid attention to my request.
  • She thought of me while out shopping.
  • She took time out of her day for ME.  She wrote me a message.  Spent her own money to buy me something she knew I wanted.  Used her own gas to drive to my house.
  • She expected nothing in return. 

When was the last time you were cared for like this?  She could have just as easily walked away from those beads thinking, “Oh look – I just saw that on someone’s FB post the other day.”  But she didn’t.  She listened to the whisper on her heart and went out of her way to make it happen.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is what random acts of kindness are all about.  🙂

Those beads blessed my world in immeasurable ways.  They allowed me to share in life lesson moments with my son!  The morning after the surprise delivery, we were back at it again, making projects left and right.

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My son saw a picture of a pencil in his design book and decided that would be our next creation.  We spent the next hour delighting in our joy of not having to count out beads, knowing whatever color we needed would be in our brand new bucket!

The pencil is in the middle, far left.
The pencil is in the middle, far left.
Patience and persistence!
Patience and persistence!

Then it happened.  Disaster.  While carefully carrying his completed project to the wooden bench to iron, his little fingers shifted the wrong way and down came the plastic grid.  HARD.

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It was a pivotal moment for a life lesson.  How do YOU handle the frustration of working so diligently on a single task only to have your project/ideas/thoughts crushed by one single event?  A life lesson indeed.

He immediately looked to me for my reaction.  I knew he wanted to scream.  Cry.  Kick.  I could see the range of emotions pass like a lightning streak through his crystal clear blue eyes.  But in that moment I saw something else as well.  The need to know that everything was going to be OK.

Acknowledgment.  Reassurance.  Kindness.  We all need those things at different times, don’t we?  My blue eyes met his, our shared DNA reflecting his pain.  “Awwww man!  It’s no big deal, bud.  Mommy can help you fix it.  Ain’t nothing but a thing.”  I smiled my southern smile allowing my dad’s cliche for life to pass from one generation to the next.  

And fix it, we did…. one bead at a time.

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Today, think about how you might be able to bless someone else with kindness.  No, you don’t have to buy them a bucket of beads, but maybe give of your time and thoughtfulness.  Maybe even just a smile will be enough to change someone’s day.  🙂



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