I wanted to share a very special moment that I had yesterday.
As a family group pastor to first year ministry school students, I am blessed to be a part of some wonderful moments in their lives. Often these moments include tears which can be happy or sad. Last night there were a whole lot of sad tears.
As the student body was worshipping God in a quiet moment, cries arose from the back of the room. One student was beside herself in grief, sobbing in a puddle on the floor. I made my way over to her with tissues in hand. I sat on the floor beside her, putting my hand on her back so she knew she wasn't alone.
After about 30 minutes she began to sit up and I wrapped my arms around her. She buried her face into me sobbing away. It was so sad yet so beautiful. She was able to be honest and open about her feelings while in a room full of people. And after about an hour and a half, breakthrough happened.
This is what it means to be the hands and feet of Jesus. It doesn't require some huge heroic feat. It does require an awareness of your surroundings and a loving response. What seems like a simple reaction can completely impact the life of another.