Tonight, Ben and I went to Target, and in the parking lot met a homeless women and her son.

I wouldn’t say I’ve ever been particularly moved to give to or talk with homeless people, but in the last few months, God has really given me His heart for the poor.  And the Bible makes it quite clear that we are not to neglect the poor, the widows and the orphans.

When this couple approached us, without hesitation we talked to them, gave them money and a Bible, and told them that the Lord loves them–and they were very excited.  The young boy, especially, said, “A Bible!  Is that where it talks about God and stuff?!”  And when I told him that yes, and God loves you as much as He can possibly love, his face was glowing with joy.

Afterward, I felt so deeply for them that we prayed on their behalf in the store, and I wished I could have spent more time talking with them and sharing the good news of the gospel in its full depth.  Lately, it seems, I am often moved to weeping when the Spirit shows me glimpses of His love for the poor.  It is so important to me that everyone know that the Lord is enough to sustain us–physically, emotionally, and spiritually, no matter how poor or rich or what our circumstance.  He really is all we need.