"Do you love me? Feed my sheep."
How many times has my rooster crowed?
How many times have I denied Jesus?
Sometimes He is right there staring me in the face, and I have turned the other way.
I was in Target getting a prescription, and an old woman in front of me
was trying to get her medicine and couldn't afford it. She sat there
picking and choosing which medicines she thought she could do with out. I
felt the Holy Spirit prompt me to help her. The total was $400. I could
have paid it, but it would have left us short. I told myself there was
nothing I could do. But there was. I could have paid for part of it. I
could have tried.
I left the store knowing I had denied God. I had ignored Him, and it hurt.
Today I went to Target to get some homeschool supplies. Nothing I HAD to have, but stuff that I wanted. I took Big C and K with me.
There was a couple wandering around the store that I kept crossing
paths with. They weren't the typical looking Target shoppers. They were
covered in dirt, their clothes worn and their faces dirty. They crossed
my paths several times and I smiled at them. Then on my way out I saw
them again. At the pharmacy counter. I stopped. In the middle of the
aisle I stood with my eyes closed and said to Him, "what would you have
me do?". I waited. Nothing. I heard nothing. Just a pulling. A tugging
feeling that I should do something.
I got home, started
doing some chores, telling my husband I was going on a spending freeze,
just was sick over the spending we have been doing and can't take it
He went to change a diaper (GOD BLESS HIM)
and I slumped down on the floor. Even my Little C's contagious smile
couldn't hold back my tears.
I said "Do you love me?"
you love me Peter?" I said. I told him story about the couple. I asked
him, "How can I help without offending, what can I do, we have got to do
He had a genius idea.
"Keep a $20 in an envelope in your bag. If you see a need, give them the envelope, tell them you think they dropped it and run"
And so I have decided to start a campaign.
One hand up, praising God. One hand out, loving His sheep.