And whosoever shall give to drink unto one of these little ones a cup of cold
water. . .shall in no way lose his reward (Mt. 10:42).
It was an early morning after I had dropped the kids off at school. I had
my usual hour before I myself had to be in class. I had bought my usual cup of coffee, and
this time I picked up a package of three small coffee cakes--my favorite kind. I then
pulled into an empty parking lot in front of the building that my class was in. I parked,
opened my Bible, and bowed my head in preparation for my morning quiet time with God.
I felt so close to Him. And then a smile came across my face as I thought about God being
right there with me. I thought of what I would do if anyone else were there in the car
with me--I would offer them one of the coffee cakes I had with me. Then I smiled even
more, in a silly kind of fashion, as I asked God if He would like one. The mere words
coming out of my mouth made me smirk, however I was quite serious. I did not expect Him to
materialize beside me or that one of the coffee cakes to suddenly disappear, but in my
heart I just wanted to share what I had with God, as we sat together over morning coffee.
Then I heard His voice clearly within my heart. He said to me, "Even as you do unto
the least of these, by brethren, you have done it unto me." I was struck by that, and
sat there thinking about what that could mean to me. I then understood that He was telling
me that the way I could share with Him was to share with others--the way I could give to
Him and to love Him, was to give to and love others. The thought was very enlightening.
And I responded by assuring God that next time I was in a similar situation, I would go to
someone and do just what He had told me. His reply was to tell me to go do it now. I
looked around, but saw no one. I then saw the building in front of me where my classes
were and thought that there might be someone in there, even though it was still quite
early. I told God I would go in there and that the first person I came across I would
share with that person my coffee cake.
The first person I met was the department secretary. But she told me she could not have
those kinds of sweets. The next person to come in was one of my professors. I asked him if
he would like to share my coffee cakes and he invited me into his office. We sat down,
ate, and I shared my story of what had brought me to him. Our conversation moved from one
thing to the next, and eventually found its way to some of the troubles I was having in
school. God used him to speak to me regarding my anxieties, and I left there with much
more than I had came in with.
I left my professor's office with a new peace for where I was in school, my life, and
God's will. Though my intention was to give, I was the one who received. Though my desire
was to sacrifice (albeit a coffee cake), I was the one who gained. And what began as a
desire to share a coffee cake with my Lord, became a life-changing moment, bringing peace
to a troubled heart.
We can never ever out give God.
Give, and it shall be given unto you; good measure, pressed down, shaken together,
and running over (Luke 6:38).