Last March I was in the Philippines. I wrote a quote in my journal. “I’m dying of thrist beside the fountain”
and man, it’s true. Clearly there is a huge problem if there’s a fountain beside me and I don’t see it.
BUT
what if I actually realized what was in front of me?
Three months after writing this I found myself in Kenya where I met a woman named Conny. Kristen and I met Conny while walking down the road… she started talking to us and offered to buy us sugarcane. And by golly, sugarcane is what we got. Then she offered us peanuts, the ones she sells to make her living.
We saw her two days later riding on the back of a boda-boda (bicycle taxi). She quickly got off the bicycle and ran over to us. She handed us 4 packs of crackers. Who is this woman- and who am I do receive such kindness? She gave out of her lack and somehow i always seem to withhold out of my abundance. It’s disgusting.
I’ve decided that i want to be like Conny. She was like Jesus in disguise.
These two thoughts might not make sense together- for you. But to me, they don’t make much sense apart. It’s not about giving away our things, it’s about being generous. It’s about doing things for the people and world that God so loved…so we don’t die of thirst beside the fountain.
God is inviting us to be engaged. Let’s keep our eyes open. And let’s get hydrated.
