Hands and Feet of Christ.

Yesterday I had the opportunity to volunteer at a radio station sponsored event. It was named 'Single Mom Saturday.' It's an event where single moms can schedule an appointment at a local car dealer to get their car vacuumed, washed and oil changed, for no charge. We had a team of about 20 volunteers along with the dealership owner and his employees. From 8 till about 12:30 we washed, dried, vacuumed and changed oil in 19 cars. The owner donated all of the labor and supplies for the oil changes. The radio station provided everything for the cleaning of the cars. I was on the washing and drying team. I had never met the other guys before, but the way that we worked together, you would have thought that we worked together for years. Yesterday was another example to me of why I don't understand how people can bash Christianity as not being caring or loving towards others. Every single mom that checked in was met with a smile and a hug. Their children were greeted warmly and like family. Every car that came through the line was covered with prayer by everyone working on that vehicle. If a mechanic discovered something else wrong with a car, the owner or the station would provide the necessary materials to repair it without additional cost to the mom. A bald tire was found, a new tire was purchased. Light bulb burnt out, it was replaced, etc, etc. If anything major was wrong, another appointment was set up to come in and get it fixed at a cheaper rate than usual. With every car that I helped wash and dry I couldn't help but think about these verses in the Bible. Matthew 25:35-45. We were being the hands and feet of Christ that morning/afternoon. I am so thankful that I serve a God who is full of love and compassion. I am thankful that He has given me a servants heart. So thankful for this radio station for all of their community outreaches that they do throughout the year. Thankful that there are still business owners out there like the one that owned this dealership. May God bless him and his business. So blessed to be a part of this day. May these opportunities continue to come up and God use me in a mighty way!

God Spoke To Me......Once again!

A few weeks ago my mom, step-dad and cousin all flew out to see my brother and his family in the D.C. area for a visit. I was asked to pick up my step-dad from Midway on Monday as my mom and cousin were going to fly home a couple of days later. I said sure no problem. As I was getting ready to leave, I received a text message saying that his flight had been delayed about 25 minutes or so. I thought no big deal. I had to stop in Aurora to attend a visitation for a cousin that had passed away. So I am in the funeral home talking with some family members and I decide that I had better get going. I get outside and receive another text saying that his plane would land about 7:05. I thought "great, now I really have to hurry." After having plenty of time and now I have to hurry to get there. As I start to get onto the toll way, it starts pouring down rain. All the way into Midway, it rained. I didn't feel like driving around the airport till he came out, so I went and parked in the cell phone lot. I entered the lot, went down a little way, and backed my van into a spot. And sat and waited, and waited, and waited. Then I felt it. The first pangs. What could it be you ask? That's right, I had to go to the bathroom. So I kept looking down the same way that I had come in and saw nothing. I'm like "great, nowhere to go." I knew that I couldn't hold it until I picked him up and started for home. Then The Lord spoke to me. He said "Keven, do you remember the story in the Bible about the fisherman?" "The one where they were having trouble catching fish, and I told them to cast their nets on the other side?"(John 21:4-6) I said "yes Lord, I remember." He said "then look out the other side of your van." So I turned and looked out the right side of the van and what did I see? A bank of about five or six port-a-potty's. They were about 100' away. I almost started crying. "Thank You Lord!" I repeated that over and over again. I was so very thankful and grateful that He spoke to me and told me where to look. The cool thing about this is this. Yes I need to hear His still small voice but, this is the second time He has spoken to me over my VERY loud music in my van. See He can speak to you anywhere at anytime. Over loud music, sitting all alone in quietness. All you need are the ears to hear. I'm so thankful that He has provided those ears, and everything else. All praise and glory to Him!

Stretching My Comfort Zone

For the past month or so, God has been stretching me. Pulling me out of my comfort zone. Not going to lie. Didn't and still don't really like it, but I want to be obedient to what God wants me to do. The first instance was few weeks ago when I met an army veteran. He was a truck driver that came into where I work to deliver a load. The Holy Spirit nudged me and said talk to him about his service and then thank him for his sacrifice for his country and time away from his family. We had quite the conversation. He told me that his whole family has served in the military. When it was time for him to leave, I told him that I would pray for him and his family. He was very appreciative of someone that was willing to do that. Especially someone they don't know. This is one of the main reasons I believe that I am working where I work. I keep asking God "why am I here?" He reveals it to me, a little at a time, why I am where I am at. The second instance was this morning at Jewel grocery store. We were checking out, when a biker couple were getting their things together at a register over from us. They had on their leather, bandanas, all the typical gear and tattoos all over. Now I am not afraid to talk to them, but the Holy Spirit again nudged me to talk with this couple. So I approached the dude, and told him that I pray that they ride safe this weekend. He said thanks then asked why I came up to them. I told him that almost a month ago, a motorcycle accident hit really close to home for me. A co-worker of mine, his daughter was riding on the back of a motorcycle when a pickup truck turned it front of them. Her fiancé was killed instantly, and she had been in ICU for about 2 1/2 weeks. So when I saw them in the store and with it being Labor Day weekend, that means more traffic on the roads, the Holy Spirit just said talk with them and tell them that you'll pray for them. They were very appreciative as well for the prayers. We told each other to have a good weekend and we went our separate ways. I'll probably never see the truck driver or the biker couple again, but that will not stop me from praying for them, and all the drivers and bikers on the road. The best thing about approaching these people and talking with them. They didn't say no to prayer! They were actually very open to it, and thanked me for offering it for them. I give thanks to The Lord above for leading me, guiding me and directing me to these people. I pray that He has my path cross with many more and that God will use me in a mighty way!