Sometimes this life does not seem to satisfy the ache within our souls.
Busyness. Distraction. Confusion. Form that basis of the society we seem to find ourselves in.
Is it a good life, yes. Are there so many blessings, yes. But are there so many wondering with lonely, hungry hearts.. searching for that thing.. just that thing.. to satisfy the ache within.. oh yes.
And this what makes me stop in my tracks.
The lost. The lonely. The hurting. The broken.
In this American society, where big houses, large paychecks and nice cars seem to be the dream, we can often forget about the real dream within.
The dream to help others. The dream to lay down our lives for another. The call that tells us, this life is not about us, but about serving the least of these.
About offering the cold cup of water to the thirsty. The warm meal to the hungry. The loving arms to the orphan.
In this upside down culture we live in, the reminders to lay down our lives are not the one’s spoken over us each day through co-workers, television and the advertisement that echo for all of our dreams to come true we just need to make a little more money, get the pool of our dreams, get that new outfit, those ray ban shades and smiles will be forever more.
Do not get me wrong there is nothing wrong with pools, money, cars and houses. They have their place, and who does not like some fun in the sun.
But this is something deeper, this pausing, listening and stopping.
Listening to the cry of the person we may walk past each day as we go to work.
Pausing as we allow a lady new to the area cry on our shoulders as her whole world is coming down.
Stopping our fast paced life to look around and ask is there someone I can help today who cannot pay me back?
Though we cannot save the world, we can do our part.
For so long, I believed my small offering did not make a difference. Who am I and what can I do? But as I sat with my daughter this week having our nightly bedtime bible story, I was reminded in John 6, a small offering laid into the hands of Jesus can be transformed into something so much more. I encourage to read the story if you are not familiar it.
His sacrifice. His faith. His trust. The little boy was not told the outcome. But still he freely released.
And with that release, transformation occurred.
One little boy’s sacrificed meal fed 5,000. And that was just 5,000 males. The women and children were not even counted.
Our God. Our Father. He is a miracle working God.
Maybe God is not asking us to give up our lunch today, but could he be asking you, asking me to give up something else precious?
Our pride. Our time. An insecurity. A possession.
The Father loves to take our small offerings and turn them into something beautiful, something amazing. Something that will not only bless us, but bless others as well.
One girl who opened her heart to me in college seeing my distress said, “have you thought about praying?” Those words changed my life.
Prayer. It was just the thing I was missing in my life. The missing link between me and God the Father. Prayer led me to Jesus. The One my weary and broken soul needed. The One I knew when I was a child. Jesus.
We are here to reflect Jesus. May we never forget that. He is the greatest gift we can give to anyone.
It may be a word. It may be an action. Maybe a physical gift.
We never know how our lives may be used to reach another’s. May we never doubt the impact, purpose and intent of our life. We were each knit together with a special purpose, with unique gifts and as a vessel to bring hope and light to a broken and dying world.
If you are struggling today, ask God how you can be a blessing to someone. Joy is our gift as we give selflessly. Wonder becomes our stature as we continue to follow Jesus as we lay down our lives for those who are in need. Peace flows deeps as we serve the least of these. The ones who cannot pay us back.
May the love of Christ flow through you today. May knowing you were created with great purpose bring you hope today. May reflecting on the wonder of our God bring you overflowing joy. May you offer up your small offering and ask Him to do something beautiful with it. He is waiting and ready to reveal His glory.
Father God, we thank you that you are a God of miracles. We thank you that you performed miracles for us to read about years ago, and you are performing those same miracles even now, in this American culture. Oh Lord, forgive us of our sins. The sins that separate us from you. We ask that you create in us a clean heart oh God, and renew a steadfast spirit within us. We want to be pure and blameless before you, as you hear the prayers of the righteous. Oh Lord, you are good. We ask that you take our small offerings and transform them into so much more, as we watch you work Lord. May you be glorified in and through us, as we desire to bring hope, light and love to a dying and broken world. We love you Lord, and we pray this all in Jesus’ wondrous and miracle working name, amen.