Thank you for helping me so I can help others

• By candidasullivan
• March 8, 2024
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It’s always so wonderful to be able to go home.

Yesterday, God blessed me to go to my old elementary school and give away Zippy’s Club Journals. Before I tell you how wonderful all that was, let me back up one week and tell you the bigger story.

When God asked me to do a book giveaway, I wondered how it would all work out. In some ways, it’s hard for me to get myself out of the way and ask others to help me. But the dream God put in my heart was so much bigger than me. So, I wrote about it and posted it on social media. I almost deleted that post many times because it made me feel uncomfortable asking for help.

With the first few donations, I was encouraged. But I wondered who would get the books. God told me the school that contacted me to do a visit. When two schools contacted me, I knew I didn’t have enough donations to do both schools and all classrooms. As I told my husband, I cried.

Even as I cried, God encouraged me. He told me we would give away journals to both schools and all five classrooms. So, I stepped out in faith and believed Him. I got the exact number needed for each school and then requested donations.

I needed 65, but God provided 252 books in one week. As each donation, big or small, came through, I cried because you all helped me.

God blessed me as I gave out the books this week and had my first real opportunity to go through them with the kids. All the writing, studying, pain, disappointments, and fears were worth it when I saw the sweet smiling faces holding their Zippy’s Club Journal.

One child said, What will I do when my journal ends?
Another said the best part of her day was getting the journal.

I can’t explain it, but I feel like everything I’ve ever experienced and overcome has led me to this.

Twelve years ago, right before the launch of my first Zippy book, my heart yearned to be able to give my books away. I cried in the middle of the night and asked God to help me give my Zippy books away.

God reminded me of that prayer as I looked at all the kids with their books. He never forgets a prayer or lets one tear go to waste.

I don’t know who needs one, and I don’t know what each child feels or has endured. I trust God to lead, guide, and provide the sponsors as we continue this work.

I know there is a child crying and praying for someone to help them (just like I did), and every day, I get up intending to help them.

So, from the bottom of my heart, I want to thank you for helping me!!!