Anyone serve a cup of water since Monday?
I thought of Steve’s words when a customer came in the shop — a hard-to-look at and be-near customer. I wondered if that was my cue to offer water and forgive the smell and sight. We don’t usually serve water at the thrift store, tho we have. We do serve love, often, to whom many would describe as: “the least of these.” Veterans, missing limbs or balance; street people with torn backpacks, broken hearts and a black eye; single moms, hoping and praying for a break–any kind of break. A kind word may be the best break they get all day. Most are grateful. And even if they aren’t, it’s good to remember I’m holding the elevator door for Jesus–Jesus, who died for my sins as well as theirs. A privilege – not unlike hosting 18 twentysomethings for a weekend. (That was a lot of elevator doors and a whole lot more than water.)
A fitting prayer from Elisabeth Elliot to round today’s To-Do List:
Lord, break the chains that hold me to myself; free me to be Your happy slave—that is, to be the happy foot washer of anyone today who needs his feet washed, his supper cooked, his faults overlooked, his work commended, his failure forgiven, his griefs consoled or his button sewed on. Let me not imagine that my love for You is very great if I am unwilling to do for a human being something very small. Elisabeth Elliot, A Lamp Unto My Feet
I love her list. We’re all needy, in soul and body. I’m glad she wrote “happy foot washer.” We serve a lot of feet. We’re aren’t always happy about it.
Lord, break the chains that hold me to myself…
A Lamp Unto My Feet by Elisabeth Elliot