Beneath me

Last nite I went to do my regular volunteer job at Main and Cordova, handing out hot chocolate on the soup line for the Salvation Army. I said to Mike, “there’s too many volunteers tonight so give my job to someone else.” “You can do garbage pick up tonight it’s a great job, you’ll get to talk to lots of people.” He was right! I got to roam around between lineups, pick up their garbage and talk to the men. I thought, “this garbage is beneath me, that’s why I’m picking it up.” But the job was not beneath me, I couldn’t think of anything on earth I’d rather be doing.
This deep sense of being filled with the Holy Spirit came over me. As I spoke to the guys, I felt like my words were not my own but God’s. The volunteers are just as needy as the street people and needed His encouragement too.
2 Corinthians 2:15 For we are the aroma of Christ to God among those who are being saved and among those who are perishing,
16 to one a fragrance from death to death, to the other a fragrance from life to life. Who is sufficient for these things?
17 For we are not, like so many, peddlers of God’s word, but as men of sincerity, as commissioned by God, in the sight of God we speak in Christ.
Our very presence brings the death of conviction of sin to some, and the life and encouragement of Christ to others.
What a privilege to be an ambassador of The Living God. “Lord, teach me to serve and never be too proud to do lowly jobs for lowly people, in your name.”
Men search for You in lofty places, but You’ve hidden yourself amongst the lowly, where we would never think to look for You.

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