Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Wrapping Up Hope

We came together on a Thursday night, nine tired, very different women, with a single goal in mind. With hands that had spent the day on keyboards, wiping noses, grading papers, comforting the sick, and peeling potatoes, we began wrapping empty shoe boxes.






The smallest deed done is better than the greatest intention never carried out.









The wrapped shoe boxes will be distributed and filled with appropriate items for Operation Christmas Child.





They will travel all over the world to pastors that are praying to be included,




mothers anxious for the day the gifts arrive,




and children that are hoping, just hoping.




Hoping that this year, they will get a toothbrush or washcloth.




Little girls hoping for a doll or a book to read.




Little boys hoping for a flash light or some new flip flops.




Hoping for items that we throw away every day without thinking.









Compared to evangelistic campaigns, bible conferences, and mission trips to far off places, this might not seem like much of a ministry. Is it possible that a group of women wrapping and praying over shoe boxes can change the world?









Yes. It can change some one's world.
And the greatest change may be for us. . .



Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world. For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’ Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’ The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me. ~Matthew 25:34-40