I suggested we have a seat on one of the couches that cover the warehouse floor and she sank down and proceeded to spill their story, how Bob had been diagnosed with a progressive neurological disease and she just wasn't sure how to handle it all. We sat together as she expressed her fears and concerns for their future even with their shared faith in Jesus. There wasn't really much for me to say as she poured out what she must have been holding back for quite some time. When she finally fell silent, I asked if we could pray together.
We did send Kathy and Bob home with a recliner and several other pieces of furniture, but it was clear that the Sharing Shed had served them in more ways than that. We see families in crisis, like Kathy and Bob, who humbly come to receive material things, but I am constantly reminded that the most important thing we will ever give them is our time and a glimpse of how our heavenly Father cares for, listens to, and loves us.
But certainly God has heard;
He has given heed to the voice of my prayer.
Blessed be God,
Who has not turned away my prayer
Nor His lovingkindness from me.
Psalm 66:19-20
Come and see what God has done, and be a part of what He might do through the Sharing Shed. There are so many who will come through our doors, and there will never be too many people to sit and listen to them the way our God listens to us; would you consider joining us?