He walks up the stone steps of the well lit cabin. Greenery flourish all around the building, droplets fall from the leaves as a result of the recent rain. Each step is strained and tense. Yellow light pours from the vast windows, beckoning travelers from near and far to come in and take shelter. He lifts his bony hand and raps on the door. As the door opens, the expression of the owner’s face was confused. Staring back at her was an old man, dressed in rags, hunched over and dripping with water.
Before the man could speak a word, the young girl hurried the man out of the cold, inviting him into the hospitable room. On the far end a was a roaring fire inside of a populous stone fireplace. The young woman ushered the old man into a chair and wrapped a blanket around his shoulders, and rushed into the kitchen to fill a bowl with piping hot soup. As she came into the living room, the man was shaking where he sat. She walked up to him, put a hand on his shoulder and the bowl in his hands.
He looked up with weak eyes and a worn face, staring straight into her eyes. He started talking with a ruff voice, “Thank you, Miss. But I have nothing to give in return.” He stared down at the bowl, looking at his reflection. It felt as though some someone gripped her heart. She gave a weak smile and replied,
“It’s alright sir, I need nothing in return.”
She thanked God for her abundance and for the opportunity to share with others who need them.
Galatians 6:9-10 “And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up. So then, as we have opportunity, let us do good to everyone, and especially to those who are of the household of faith.”