The other night we had dinner at our friend's house and heard a great story. About thirteen years ago or so when there was a great out pouring of God in Toronto, thousands and thousands of people from around the world flocked to a The Airport Vineyard Fellowship to be touched by God.
Carolyn's family as well as mine visited Toronto during these years. We didn't know each other then, but we are sure that we met. I can clearly remember speaking to a young woman sitting behind us with beautiful red hair and a lovely young family.
At dinner the other night Carolyn told me how she managed during the long days and nights of worship meetings with her four young children. While my young family of six went to restaurants and were invited to eat meals with a lovely group of Koreans, my friend had her own ingenious plan.
Carolyn is known for being industrious, thrifty, and a woman of ingenuity. When ever I need a resource I ask her. Even while over for dinner she gave me a tip for treating Carpel's Tunnel and Bursitis. I told her that she needed to write a manual for end time survival!
Anyway, while she was in Toronto needing to feel her hungry baby, she took the broccoli from her cooler, and wouldn't you know it Miss G. I Jane grabbed the hotel coffee pot and steamed the broccoli for her hungry toddler. She is my hero!
Wouldn't it be great if we were the type of people who were so well established in the life of faith that people came running to us for answers? The church is intended to be a city on a hill, shining the way for others who are lost in darkness. We are to be end time scouts with the survival manual that helps feed and direct others home safely.
But to feed the hungry and sustain them with a word, we ourselves need to be feeding on the word and growing strong spiritual muscles. And we need to tap into that supernatural power available through the Holy Spirit and our amazingly creative Creator. For goodness sake we are made in God's image.
In the days a head we are sure to find hungry mouths to feed. We need to draw on heavenly ingenuity, like Carolyn and Jesus did. Broccoli or not, we may be called to feed the masses.
