Hmmm…. the day loomed before me. I could hear plans being made in the other room. The guys were off to work on the house. The women – off to the day care. Well, my gender had decided what I’d be doing that day – but it wasn’t my first choice.
Part of our plans for the Ecuador trip were to work on the house for our missionary family…. mostly to get it easier for them to get moved in to. I’d mostly wanted to go there. I could paint or help the guy tiling, or whatever. My work would “last” awhile, it would be quiet, I could chat more with the teammates.
My quiet self didn’t want to be with all the noisy kids. (I didn’t voice this, as I as probably the only female feeling this way!) But God then reminded me – isn’t sharing my word of eternal value? Doesn’t my word go out and change lives – for eternity? And, also – he brought to mind the verse that said, “When you visit the sick, or help the poor… you have done it unto me…”
So, I went with a more cheerful heart – ready to minister as unto Him, my Savior.
I love sharing the Bible. I love speaking Spanish. I got to do both. It was challenging for me though – it was noisy! I don’t like being up in front of a lot of people. But God brought me through.
And all that day -when I
- greeted every child with a smile, handshake or hug
- helped the small kids with their stickers
- smiled at a worker
- held a crying child
- served food for these precious children
- wiped down the tables
- changed a wet – soaking wet – child
- taught the Bible
- helped a teammate
I did it as unto Him.
My day became a blessing. I guess part of my trouble at first was – I was thinking – what impact can one day have in the life of a person? How can I know? Only God can know. Only He can multiply and bless – both sides!
