The sermon at church last week was about how God is constantly active and at work in our lives. He wants us to join Him in that work, but we must be watching and listening to His call.
The preacher told a story about the day he was making his routine visit to church members who were in the hospital. One visit went abnormally long, so as he made his way to the elevator he was nervous about being late to an upcoming appointment. At the elevator, as he looked again at his watch, he noticed a woman in the waiting area, all alone, sobbing. He thought to himself, “She must be here with someone she loves who is very sick. She has no one to comfort her. If I weren’t so late I would stop and minister to her.” He got all the way down to the parking area before his conscience wouldn’t let him go any further and he went back to her.
I hate to admit that while I was listening to this story I was smugly thinking, “I wouldn’t have passed her by.”
Don’t you hate it when God uses our own pride to teach us lessons?
The very next day, my friend Mandy, who, with her husband, recently adopted a sibling group of three boys, and now wishes very much to adopt a 10 year old boy from an orphanage in the Philippines, wrote about an adoption fundraiser she is asking friends to help with.
She explained that her family was having a shoe drive. She was collecting new and used shoes which will then go to underdeveloped countries to be fixed and sold by individuals to give them an income to provide for them and their families. The organization collecting the shoes pays $0.40 per pound for the shoes, so for every 100 bags of shoes collected, $1000 will be added to the adoption fund.
Then came the part where God was calling me to join Him in His work. She said,
“Here is the challenge… I need 10 people to commit to getting 100 bags each. Each bag is to contain 25 pairs. So far, I have three sweet friends committed with me and would love to have five more friends say yes to this challenge.”
I tried really hard to ignore this plea. I scrolled right past it in my Facebook feed and tried to push it out of my mind.
But it kept popping up again time after time when my friends liked or commented on it.
That’s when I started arguing with myself about it.
“1oo bags of shoes? Each bag is to contain 25 pairs??? WHO can collect that many shoes? That is impossible.”
God reminded me that with Him all things are possible.
So I reminded him about how busy I am.
“I barely keep up with the responsibilities I have with my own family! How can I take on additional responsibilities?? I’m already overwhelmed with the work load I have!”
And then I remembered the story of the lady sobbing by the elevator.
I knew right then that God was calling me to join Him at work in my life and in the lives of my friends.
I told Mandy that I would commit to gathering 100 bags of shoes for her fundraiser. 100 BAGS! The thought of it overwhelmed me, but I know I am not doing this thing on my own. Mandy and her husband are not doing this on their own. We are joining God at work.
I have so far collected 6 bags of shoes. ONLY 94 TO GO! Can you help? Would your church like to participate? What about your Scout troop or school? (If you want to donate directly go here.)
Is God calling you to join him at work here?