My youngest daughter and I recently had the opportunity to work at the Huntsville Rescue Mission. It was a wonderful experience for both of us and one will we not soon forget.
Boy, there are so many lessons we can learn from being in an environment like that.
Faith and I were able to see a world different from ours.
We saw people of all ages who were in need. Some were new arrivals and in desperate need. Some had been there awhile and were on the road to recovery and on there way out.
We carried on conversations with some of them.
We served them meals.
We carried their trays and threw away their trash.
We shook their hands and patted them on their backs.
We even had the chance to worship our Lord with some of them during chapel time.
They were just like you and me.
They just, at some time or another, made a wrong turn…made a bad decision.
Haven’t we all done that ourselves?
On Easter Sunday, I looked at our dining room table and I thanked the Lord for all that He has blessed me with.
I saw our table filled with people I love.
It was filled with wonderful food.
It was thoughtfully decorated.
Then I remembered the rescue mission dining hall…..
I thought about the tables filled with all of those precious souls.
They were so thankful for their trays filled with good hot food.
They were thankful for a warm bed to sleep in.
They didn’t have family with them but they did have people who cared.
I sat at my table and thanked God for Jesus, my family, my friends, my food.
They did the same at their table.
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