When I lifted my eyes three pairs of searching eyes belonging to three malnourished naked young boys met mine. They peered through a door more resembling an iron gate at me as they listened intently to what I was singing. Continuing to strum I looked back and smiled and thought “whatever you do to the least of these, you do unto me…”
“Amigo!!! Agua por favor…?”
I got up and gave them another smile as I headed to the room where we had some water. While pouring a cup full of water I thought about the couple packages of cookies that our team had been blessed with the previous night as a special treat. We hadn’t exactly been eating the best or most for quite some time and those packages of 4 cookies were usually kept for very special occasions. BUT, I knew that I was suppose to share with them as I would with Him…So I grabbed one of the packages still thinking in my head that I could bless them while still saving a package for later. I returned to the room and handed each of them a cookie and some water and sat as they took their time consuming them. Each looked up at me and attempted to say thank you in English as they saw the cookie I was putting in my hand. Slowly as my heart started to melt a bit I let go of what I knew I needed to do all along. I went back to get another pack of cookies. Returning once again we went through the same steps of handing them over one by one and them saying thank you. Then knowing that I had little to give but myself, I slipped over to my guitar and picked it back up and proceeded to sing peace over them as they sat naked enjoying their cookies and water.
I sat their half with pity and half with a spirit of comparison and slowly God started to give me a taste of what it meant to be poor in spirit. A half hour earlier I asked Him for a way to touch His heart and they were part of the song He composed to allow me to be a part of His blessing. Freely He gives so if you’re not too proud to freely receive you can also share in freely giving what isn’t even yours…
