One thing that God has been impressing upon me lately is that when He asks us to do something, we should just do it and not wonder what impact, if any we are making. About a week and a half ago, I went to serve dinner to the homeless with my young adult group and wonderful youth group teens. This was not our first time partnering with this ministry and it is one of the things that I look forward to when we get the chance to help out. We arrive a couple hours early to help set up the dinner tables and “shopping” rooms, then we hold a short service with short worship, a 10 minute message and prayer, and then move to serve dinner restaurant style to each person that has come to be blessed. After dinner we help each family/person shop for different things they may need such as groceries, clothes, and toiletries.
When we arrived, I was sort of overwhelmed with the number of volunteers that showed up this time. It was awesome to see all the people come out to be the hands and feet of Jesus, but I immediately began to struggle with the feeling that it was pointless for me to be there because there was not a ton of stuff that needed to be done. We were done with all of our normal tasks an hour earlier than usual and we were just sitting around. The time for the service comes around and many people came forward after accepting Jesus. I was up front and had the opportunity to pray for and just love on this little girl who would not let go of me. It was so precious and so humbling to be there for her. The service ends and I go to do my assigned job for the rest of the evening and I find that it has been taken by someone else and I am not needed for it. I love to be busy and sort of hate to have down time, it’s a problem, but that is another story. Because of this, I once again start to feel like I wasn’t really needed there. That is when God spoke to my heart and reminded me that although I wasn’t needed for all of the dinner service or shopping, I was simply there for that little girl and that was why He called me there. I was there to speak life over her and pray with her and simply love on her. The whole 5 hours was worth it for that one child. That was my purpose that evening. It was worth it for just ONE! Who could your “worth it for just one” be? You never know.
