Today was a normal "Food Bank Produce Drop" day. We volunteer to help at this event and it is always a good experience. Today, however, was especially moving. I stop by when the truck comes and do the math to determine how much of what we received goes to each recipient. Had about 50 people today and had about a ton and a half of food to distribute. I did the math and calculated how much of what went to each person. Then I was done. Well, not quite...had to pick team leaders for distribution as I don't have the time to spend for the entire event. Good folks doing the distribution...very good folks. Once all the pieces were in place I left.
As I got in my car and pulled out of the parking space one of the first recipients was in her car and she called out to me. She said..."Sir...thank you" I said..."I just come and help it get going"..to which she replied..."Sir, I know you have a real job but you come here to help us...and I want you to know that I am grateful that you do this for us. Thank you again". I said..."you're welcome". Then I cried.
As I drove away I cried and cried...because the love of Jesus reveals itself when we reach out to others and lend a helping hand. If I got paid for this I would refuse the check. If I got an ego trip out of it I would cancel the trip. There is no better reward for sacrificing one's time and energy than to see that someone appreciates your effort. I am unworthy of such praise...just awed by the love that others have when they acknowledge that others step out on their behalf. Humbled...truly humbled.
I would go on to say that about 5 of the regular recipients step up and do the distribution. They do it with joy in their hearts. For all my worldly accomplishments (not much) I am nothing compared to those who give of their energies and time to help their fellow man (woman). I am truly blessed to be a part of this monthly event...truly blessed.