Midway through the service I heard it announced that this month's change offering was going to Noah's Ark Children's Ministry Uganda, the place my daughter and her family live and serve. The offering plate was passed around and loose change and bills were collected from the small congregation.
I watched a young boy carry the offering plate to the front of the church, reaching up high to set it on the altar. The image of that young boy transposed itself in my heart and mind to the children I have come to know and love at Noah's Ark. Young boys of similar age, worlds apart, loved by the same Father.
My heart was filled in unexpected ways that morning. God does that.
From the generosity of a small congregation, into the hands of a young boy, pausing at the altar, and landing in the hearts of children whose world is defined and limited by poverty.
The offering plate held more than coins that morning. It overflowed with love and hope.
Yes, God does that.
