Last Sunday, I was privileged to see something special. It was at a small church in a small town. There was a family in which the mother & grandmother both had drug problems. About a month ago, the 27-year-old mother overdosed. Her 3-year-old daughter was left alone; so her great-grandmother started taking care of her. Some members of a small church in that small town, heard about this family and decided to do something about it.
So this small Sunday school class decided to adopt the 3-year-old child & do what they could to make her feel loved & wanted. They helped the great-grandmother. When they found out that the girl's birthday was coming up, they all chipped in to plan to a birthday party at the church for her. They brought a colorful tablecloth, a beautiful cake, candles, & some presents. When the girl arrived, she hugged the loving people there. When they brought the girl into the room w/ the party decorations, her eyes got wide. Her eyes took it all in, & she looked around the room at the people who prepared it. She smiled wide. The group sang "Happy Birthday." The 4 candles were put on the cake, and she blew them all out with one big breath.
Then they cut the cake, and started passing the gifts to her.
I'm not sure who was blessed more - the young girl or those who planned the party.
Jesus said, It is more blessed to give than to receive.
