Once upon a time, in Memphis Tennessee, there were two kinds of train stations. One, the Union Station, was a station where the trains approached and departed from and to one direction. Down the street, at the other station, the Grand Central, was another arrangement. Some of the tracks came and went from one direction, but some others came and went from north and south. One famous train, the City of New Orleans, could approach and depart Memphis just like it did at the depots in small towns, from either direction.
Blessings are a bit like the two stations. Some just come to you and stop. Other blessings come to you, and, if you let them, go right through. As they pass, though, they take a bit of you with them. They take your smile, tone of voice, etc.
While I like both kinds of train stations and have no favorites in that regard, I particularly favor the kind of blessings that go through me.
Blessings have a resemblance to tea bags, too. Water never goes through a bag with being colored and flavored by the contents of the bag. What comes out of the bag depends on the contents of the bag, and how they have reacted to the processes applied to them. Its sort of like the flavoring and coloring people have in their souls. As a result of the mixture of their attitude, the experiences they have been through, and their reactions to those experiences, they act and react in certain ways to opportunities. So does a tea bag when it steeps in hot water. The flavor you taste when you drink the tea is similar in nature to the "flavor" someone else experiences when you are a blessing to them.
So, tell me. What kind of tea bag are you? What is going to come out when you let a blessing flow through you?
Tell me what you think, I'm just thinking out loud!