It started with a Pencil

 

Matthew 25:40 (NIV)

⁴⁰ “The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’

On my desk at work is a delicate looking mug stuffed with pens and pencils.  My “Love”  mug has been on my desk since shortly after I began in this position, mostly because I don’t like digging for pens.

But oh, how the purpose has changed! It used to be kept to the side and hidden, not in a position to invite a borrowing eye or request. Yet moved a few inches over and a not so amazing thing happened, it turned into bait for the unprepared!

One borrowed pencil was a life, someone’s child asking for help. So what if the child towers over me and outweighs me, they need something I can provide.  Over time I realized that borrowing  pen or a pencil became the excuse but more often than not eventually the hug became the reward.

We are to provide help to the helpless and mother the motherless. The cup is stuffed because an empty vessel is unable to share a pencil or pour out the Love of God!  A borrowed or given pen is merely a way to let others feel small measure of God’s Love.  Today I am thankful for the pens and pencils that have touched my hands no matter how briefly.

Making His praise glorious!

Ree

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