i had stared at the blank, chalky bowl for far too long. brad was offering endless suggestions that were all limited by my perceived inability.
so i got up and got the stencils after his recommendation about using a scripture. i was looking at a great soup bowl perhaps... what scripture goes in a soup bowl?
matthew 25, of course.
the limited room afforded me the following two word phrase: feed jesus. this morning, as i ate my oatmeal, it did what i had intended it to do.
it reminded me that caring for others IS how i care for jesus.
so do i care for him?
as i ate, i thought about hungry bellies in my town and around the world. i thought about thirsty babies and mommas. i thought about those in prison, forgotten. i thought about the flood victims i've met in their attempt to rebuild their lives.
it's easier to not think about the needy. life gets busy.
my life gets busy.
unknowingly, unintentionally, inadvertently, i can quickly forget about the very people jesus cares for so very much. please, Lord, help me to remember the hurting.
"speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves, for the rights of all who are destitute. speak up and judge fairly; defend the rights of the poor and needy.” proverbs 31:8,9