A story comes out of WWII about an American soldier driving his jeep down a war battered London street. He spotted a little boy with his nose pressed to the window of one of the few remaining pastry shop. Inside the cook was kneading dough for a fresh batch of doughnuts. The hungry boy stared in silence, watching every move. The soldier pulled his jeep to the curb and got out to slip over to the boy's side. Through the steamed-up window he could see the mouth-watering morsels as they were being pulled from the oven. The boy released a slight groan.
The soldier's heart went out to the orphan. "Son . . . would you like some of those?" The boy was startled. "Oh, yes, would I!"
The American soldier stepped into the shop, bought a dozen, put them in a bag and walked back to where the boy was standing in the foggy cold of the London morning. He smiled, held out the bag, and said simply: "Here you are."
As he turned to walk away, he felt a tug on his coat. The soldier looked back and heard the child ask quietly: "Mister . . . are you God?"
When we help those in need, we are never more like our Lord and doing what He would do. Praise God we aren't going through what London did during the war years but we still have many who are in need of the basic elements of survival (Food) in our country. Listen to the leading of the Holy Spirit and let the Lord lead you in how you can make a difference in the lives of so many our communities in the year ahead.
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