Volunteering is one of life's greatest pleasures. You see everyday, we pass by someone who is in need. They may need something as simple as an encouraging word, or to have a meal. By volunteering you can become the key that will change someone's life forever.
I am always reminded when I help someone that, "this could be me or my family." Every time I pick up a chainsaw, a rake, or drive a tractor, I think about the sermon that my actions are preaching. A sermon that says God loves you. I love preaching, not only through the spoken word but the living, breathing word as well.
Once while helping a gentleman of color, he asked me why I would help him since he was black. I was taken back by his question. I wondered why would he ask me that? He told me that I was in a black neighborhood that was known in the town for it's crime. He was stunned when I said, "I thought I was in just a neighborhood, I didn't know that color had anything to do with it." He smiled, and told me that I didn't know where I was. I questioned him as to what he meant and he told me that I was in the middle of a drug area and he was the king. Smiling, I told him, "I know the King and His name is Jesus and that "HE" Jesus sent me their to help him." While I would love to report that he fell down on his knees and gave his heart to God it didn't happen. What did happen was he received a message loud and clear that Christ loves him and that no matter what he thought, God has people of all color. He helped us the remainder of the day raking leaves, pulling limbs, and learning that Jesus loves him. That was a sermon that couldn't have been preached behind a pulpit. Matthew 25:40 (TMNT) "Then the King will say, ‘I’m telling the solemn truth: Whenever you did one of these things to someone overlooked or ignored, that was me—you did it to me."
