Last night I took this photo of the great people who show up nearly every night to help serve at the homeless cold weather shelter at First United Methodist Church in Port Orange, FL.
I don't beg them. I don't have to put them on a schedule. I don't guilt them into coming. They show up.
Not one of them is an expert or claims to be. They show up.
They do dishes, serve food, create menus, put gravy on potatoes, clean up spills, wipe down dirty tables, pass out mats and blankets and sweep the floor. They do whatever needs to be done. They show up.
Not one of them wants any glory or recognition for what they do. They simply come to serve. They show up.
No one argues. No one says, "That's not my job" or "That's not my spiritual gift". They show up.
They serve instead of staying home. They step outside of their comfort zone. They reach out to the lonely, the hurting and the broken. They show up.
Every night when I walk into the homeless shelter they bless and encourage me by doing just one simple thing. They show up.
That's awesome! I'm giving them a standing ovation at this very moment. :)
ReplyDeleteWhat a blessing, but isn't that the way it is supposed to work!!!
ReplyDeletePraise God for the Church being the Church! Thanks Mike.
ReplyDeleteWhile I rarely agree with Woody Allen, I do agree with him here. Thank you and everyone who makes a conscious decision to show up.
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