Sunday evening we prepared a simple tuna/noodle casserole, enough for six ample meal for people in our church. Comfort food, they all agreed, as I delivered the freezer ready containers to their homes yesterday.
We even made enough for all of us to enjoy a meal together. As we sat around eating and talking, Sandra, the youth leader, asked me about my ministry to the elderly in the church. Yes, it is my ministry, I realized as I explained what I do and how rewarding it is to me, and to the people I visit. That was the more that I got out of helping! A more articulated awareness of ministry, which isn’t just for pastors, but for everyone.
How satisfying to think that the young people are thinking about what their ministry might be, both now and throughout their lives. The story isn’t over. God is still speaking~.