In this apartment complex, there is little of faith. Most of the kids tell us their fathers are in prison. Many of the others live in a single parent home. Few have a full house with mom and dad.
Here sits L. As she received her first bible, she sat down immediately and began to read. The impact brought me to tears. Living in a community where churches mark every corner, she had never read the stories of the Lord for herself. Her excitement was immediate and active.
The stocking is full of wonderful fruits and nuts and a candy cane. Yet, they mean nothing compared to her joy in receiving the words of God.
L is touching the words of the Lord not just on the page, but in the flesh with those that come to her and teach weekly. She reads the bible on their face and in their hands and expressed from their hearts.
Thank you, Jesus, for the wonderful opportunity to share You with others. I weep at the priviledge to serve.