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His
Hands
Ministries,
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A
cold
winter
Saturday
morning
....
in
an
empty
parking
lot...
some
volunteers
show
up..
a
shelter
is
set
up...
boxes
of
food
appear...
condiments for the hot dogs... chips, fruit, desserts are spread out...
hot
coffee,
refreshing
sodas...
the
inviting
odors
of
warm
food
and
drink
spread
out...
suddenly
they
are
there,
drifting
in
from
the
edges
of the parking lot,
coming down the hill,
from
around
the
corner,
those
homeless,
hungry
men
and
women
knowing week after week,
they can count on
the Hotdog Man
and his crew.
A dependable warm Saturday lunch
can get a body over the hump
of a long weekend
in a quiet city
empty of the weekday bustle...
Sometimes,
you just really know
what the Lord wants you to do.....
Thank You, God, for the warm food....
for the warm smiles,
for the clean socks.
But
Thank
You
most
of
all,
for
letting
my
hands
be
His
Hands......
Make my life an Amen.