BRINGS FURNITURE TO THOSE IN NEED

If you were to see me in passing, you’d notice nothing different about me compared to my fellow man. God has blessed me with a job in which I work a 40-hour week. I come home to a wonderful family and spend the remaining hours of the day with them, before it’s time to do it all over again.

However, there was a voice which began to awaken my spirit. The same voice that told Peter to, “Feed my sheep,” was calling me to do the same.

God began to open my eyes to the needs of my city. You cannot enter the city limits without being greeted by a homeless person on the street corner. How could I who has been given much, not give in return? Reading through the Scriptures, I was reminded of James who said, “Suppose a brother or a sister is without clothes and daily food. If one of you says to them, ‘Go in peace; keep warm and well fed,’ but does nothing about their physical needs, what good is it?”

My church offers a variety of outreach programs, and I found one that served the needy. Every Saturday, people come together to collect and deliver furniture. It’s a program designed to help those who are trying to get back on their feet. It ranges from people coming off the streets into an apartment to refugees arriving in the States.

Being part of this program really opened my eyes. I would come into tiny apartments where the lights were off because they couldn’t afford to pay their electric bill. Other times, we’d deliver a bed to kids jumping with joy; no longer would they have to sleep on the floor.

It made me realize I have been given so much, and with that comes a responsibility. Therefore, I must be the hands of Christ.

I want those I serve to know that there is a God who loves them. Perhaps, they’ll get a small taste of God’s goodness when I knock on their door. I’ll give them the items they’ve requested, but I will leave them with a glimpse of the same love that changed my heart. It’s just one small way to serve the God I love.