On Sunday morning our pastor gave a wonderful sermon about Jesus’ instructions to help others – even the least of these. The poor, the helpless, the unemployed and the unfed, they all need help and it’s through our service to them that we honor God.
“The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’ Then he will say to those on his left, ‘Depart from me, you who are cursed, into the eternal fire prepared for the devil and his angels. For I was hungry and you gave me nothing to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me nothing to drink, I was a stranger and you did not invite me in, I needed clothes and you did not clothe me, I was sick and in prison and you did not look after me.’ They also will answer, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry or thirsty or a stranger or needing clothes or sick or in prison, and did not help you?’He will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did not do for one of the least of these, you did not do for me.’” – Matthew 25:40-45
It’s not hard to look around our communities and see need. Some communities have a greater level of need than others. Here is Central Kansas, the need is small. My husband and I recently discussed the fact that we don’t know anyone who has lost their job due to COVID-19. I count this as a blessing but I’m sure that will change as the situation continues. I know I have friends and family members that have seen major impacts of the outbreak that I don’t fully realize.
I grew up watching my parents help whenever, wherever and however was necessary or asked of them. It’s what they did and it’s what I was taught to do. I have carried that mentality with me through adulthood and as a mother I strive to imprint upon my boys a helpful spirit and a servant heart.
The irony is right now, in a time of great need, my boys are blind to other people’s difficult situations because we are cut off from one another and unable to fully realize what is happening next door or in the next town over. We see images on TV but it’s hard to know how to help someone who is 1,000 miles away.
We have talked about what is happening to other moms and dads as a result of the sickness and germs (our terms for coronavirus) and how some families don’t have all of the food and money they need. My boys have never experienced hunger or poverty so they are difficult situations to explain but important, none the less.
What we can do, however, is teach them to be helpful and look for ways to serve others. Thankfully the farm provides plenty of opportunities and lessons in helping – from bottle feeding calves to help others with their fieldwork and running out in the middle of the night to save animals. My husband is always helping others and my boys have begun to take notice.
A few times a year we donate beef to our local food banks and for three years now, my boys have helped deliver food boxes and meals to families in need. As they get older, I hope to involve them in more outreach and philanthropic opportunities.
Mr. Rogers reminded us to always look for the helpers and it is my prayer that my boys will develop a servant’s heart and be those helpers, ready to stand up and take on the challenge.