This past Monday morning I got to do one of my favorite things of the year...deliver the shoeboxes from Operation Christmas Child. It's a glorious thing to drop off those little cartons of compassion...kinda like dropping a message in a bottle and placing it in the ocean's current. You just know that it will eventually be found and read...that it will communicate the concern and Christlike care of the one(s) who packed it to some child that you and I may never meet (on earth that is). And yet, it could make eternal ripples. How simple...how profound.
With your help we were able to deliver 380 shoeboxes of hope and love...enough to cover the entire interior of a box truck three feet deep. Another 20 boxes came in later in the day or were delivered directly to the assembly point. To God be the honor and glory...400 shoeboxes packed with love and sent to all manner of places around the globe. Now, let's pray for their placement and delivery in homes and hearts that God is already preparing.
Thanks, church for answering the bell...for rising to the occasion in a tough economy at a challenging time for all of us. You inspire me.
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