“For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat; I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink; I was a stranger and you took me in; I was naked and you clothed me; I was sick and you took care of me; I was in prison and you visited me… Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me. (Matt. 25:35,36,40, CSB)
Recently, I took my daughter Ester out to eat. As we were enjoying our food and each other’s company, a little girl approached our table. She was about seven years old. She asked us if we wanted to buy some of the cookies she was selling.
I will be candid with you. My first reaction was to wonder how she had gotten past the restaurant employees, all the way up to the second floor. Typically, restaurants in our city of Iquitos do not allow street vendors to come in and offer their wares inside the establishments. My sentiment was to look at this as an intrusion on one of the precious moments I had with my oldest before she moves away (to another continent!) for college.
Ester had an entirely different response. Once again, God used one of my children to challenge me in my spiritual growth. She looked at the little girl lovingly and Continue reading Interrupted by Jesus