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Feeding of the Homeless

There were 49 of us serving the homeless today. It was great. We were able to serve them chili, soup, sandwiches, brownies, cookies, and drinks. We also packed bags with packages of crackers, fruit, and breakfast bars. In addition to this, we sent them away with gifts containing batteries, flashlights, gloves, toboggans, and socks. I was so pleased with how well things went. My best assessment leads me to believe that we served somewhere around 120-140 people.

Having so many people helping allowed some to move around and speak with those whom we were serving. I was so happy to see so many engaged in conversations with these wonderful people. I was thrilled to watch as some of you served the food. It was a great day. God filled my heart to see this. I am only sad because Michelle Shults had to be away.

I spoke with Michelle afterwards to share the good news. She was with her new granddaughter. It made her very happy to hear of what happened today. She is excited to be at the next opportunity to serve. More details will come soon regarding this.

I have to say thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you to everyone who helped. I want to say a special thanks to Tina Phillips for acting as the hub. All of you are absolutely awesome. I am a blessed man to know you. This has made Christmas extra special to me. I pray that it was that special to lives of those whom we encountered today.

I used to think that I truly knew what giving meant. I believe now that I am learning more and more each day about real giving. Giving takes on exceptional depth when it is done to those who cannot give back in return. When I go to a gathering or party at Christmas, I give something and I get something. Today the transaction was one-way. We were able to give; our recipients had nothing to give back.

Jesus came to us in a similar way. I had nothing to offer Jesus when he came to me. As a matter of fact, I didn’t realize that I needed anything. He pricked my heart. I looked up. I saw Him standing there with open arms. He gave Himself to me. I received Him. I remember thinking before this encounter with Jesus that I needed to bring something to Him. When He called me, I immediately knew that I had nothing to offer.

Today, we gave a simple meal. But somewhere in all of that, Jesus was made known. I know that because of the way I saw Him in all of You. You may think, “I didn’t say anything to anyone.” Jesus doesn’t always need your voice. Often He makes Himself known in earthly kindness, a gesture of joy, a touch of love. I saw all of these things today. I am proud of the Jesus that I saw in you today. Our Daddy shined like the sun through you today. It’s just like Him to do something so cool.

I am full. I am spilling over with joy. Michelle and I started out with a simple desire, to help the homeless with physical needs. Our Daddy did exceedingly more than we imagined. Sometimes He shows off for us. I love it when He does that.

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