My friend asked me a couple of days ago, if I’d accompany her to the Union Gospel Mission this weekend to help out. I hesitantly said, “yes” and to be real about it, my heart is not prone to this kind of service. It’s way outside of my comfort zone and a matter of fact it freaks me out a bit! But, because I love my friend, I agreed and off we went this morning, not knowing at all what I was about to get myself into or how far outside my box I would be required to step??
When we arrived and got the run down, we learned we’d be cooking, serving a warm breakfast and then those who came for a meal would have an opportunity to hear the Word of God. So, I put my hands to work and got to cookin’. I was in charge of baking some blueberry muffins and cooking the sausage 🙂 I thought to myself, this I can do!
I stayed in the background keeping busy with serving food and cleaning, but it didn’t take long to quickly hear and see the devastation in these people’s lives…homeless, living on the street or in their cars, one veteran survived war but it has left him with wounds you can’t see with the eye, one suffers from mental illness, there were physical ailments, those in abusive relationships, struggles with addiction, a mom dealing with the terminal illness of her child and this is what I gleaned in just a few hours with these “strangers”.
Surprisingly, I can say, I really enjoyed being there! It felt great to serve along my brothers and sisters in Christ, but more importantly what struck me is that Jesus was there…He walks with these people, His heart is for them. I have a feeling that if He was here in the flesh today, He probably would’ve been there with me at the Mission this morning. I would find Him on the streets with the homeless, I would see Him listening and maybe even cooking up a warm meal. I think I walked today where Jesus would walk. I think I need to walk there more often.
“Then those ‘sheep’ are going to say, ‘Master, what are you talking about? When did we ever see you hungry and feed you, thirsty and give you a drink? And when did we ever see you sick or in prison and come to you?’ Then the King will say, ‘I’m telling the solemn truth: Whenever you did one of these things to someone overlooked or ignored, that was me—you did it to me.” – Matthew 25:37-40
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Good job Denise! I’m glad you went and had meaningful time. Thanks for sharing. : )