When he walked in and put the money on my desk, I knew he was honoring the Lord with his gift. When she came in holding her hand close to her side, and smiling; I knew she too, was giving glory to the Lord with her gift. When another man placed the envelope on my desk at my work, as he inhaled the oxygen through his tube connected to the tank; I sensed a gift from a man who longed to make a difference for the Kingdom of God.
Yes, this happened this morning, and I must jot the emotion and moment down before I forget how utterly important this is to my faith. Thus, my lunch time posting and blog, so that I too, me, little ole Pam, the over-thinking, goal oriented, mission minded, check the box of completed tasks person. That this wretched person — that I, me who rush and hurry, that I would pause and praise God for His timing and for His goodness and for His glorious servants who come my way.
I have a homeless friend, to whom I personally want to buy a little camp stove for (and he didn’t ask me for it), and another who could use more heat for those cold days ahead, and another who needs under garments, and another who longs for attention with requests beyond my answer. But, I must remember the Lord hears, and the Lord does care, and the Lord brings Himself into our midst for moments such as this, to love on the poor, to love on the needy, and also to love on us.
So I will stop what I’m doing and praise God for His goodness to my friends, for allowing me to witness His mercy. And I’ll take this moment to relish in His perfect love. The first man works out his offering by tithing to me on a regular basis. The other lady is a new friend, whom the Lord has brought into my walk as a blessing and who is kind and loves to serve. As for the man breathing on the oxygen, he reads my column in the newspaper and he thinks I’m crazy, and he wonders how I do what I do, which to me — I often wonder “what do I do?”
And then, I have these encounters where within minutes, my depleted change purse abounds with bounty, where my heart explodes, and where my life sees (literally) how God in His sovereignty works good out of zero. How He saves wretched sinners like me. How He uses me, to tote, to teach, to talk of His blood-bought salvation on the cross. Of His redemption.
- God is light.
- Let His light shine
- Do good work
- Give God glory
The man with the oxygen, the lady loving on girls in classes at her church, the man volunteering his time, and the one who makes deliveries (me); we are all in this together. May I remember this walk of faith is all about Christ. It’s all about worship. It’s about Him. It’s about His heart. It’s about the loving-kindness He offers that leads us to repentance.
May we see this, and stand in awe at the redemptive work He’s done in our lives, and how He’s using His people for His glory, to bring about His purposes. I stood in the parking lot, hugged this man on oxygen, and counted it all joy. Yes, that God called me to a walk, but that He also called this man, and this other woman, and the man who came by first this morning.
And then, I look back to the hundreds of you, who come my way throughout the year with blessings and love, with a passion to serve the Lord with all of your heart, soul, and mind — and with all of your strength. I breathe in with joy, and exhale with praise, and thank you, and thank the Lord — for He is worthy. For He is worthy.
(Before I could post this blog, friend number four came by my office and apparently the Lord is getting ready to meet a huge need soon. Beyond our thoughts or our ways.)
Matthew 5: 15-17 ESV ~~ You are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden. Nor do people light a lamp and put it under a basket, but on a stand, and it gives light to all in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before others, so that they may see your good works and give glory to your Father who is in heaven.