By Kay Heitsch
After we came home from Michigan and Todd's funeral, one very nice thing was how people brought in food. I was going through the motions of normal life, but not having to figure out what we would eat was a blessing.
One day, a friend was over when a woman stopped by and dropped off a dish of food. I didn't know her. After she left, I asked my friend if she knew her, but she didn't know her either.
We checked the bottom of the dish for a name. There wasn't a name. I told my friend I'd have to wait until she came back for her dish to find out who she was.
A couple of weeks later, she returned for her dish. I felt bad that I didn't know her name, but she explained that her son and Todd ran cross country together. I don't believe we had ever met.
Wow, I thought that was very kind of her to bring over a dish to someone she didn't personally know. I doubted that I would have done the same. This woman reminded me of some of the people in Dr. Peale's books. What makes these people tick?
It was odd, I started to notice some of the people bringing over food were also driving out on Sunday morning. I wondered whether they were going to church. Nice for them, but it wasn't for me.
Many years later, I was in a Sunday School class when this woman who had brought over the dish of food walked in. We were talking about witnessing. For some reason, she spoke up and said she didn't feel comfortable witnessing.
I couldn't hold back! With tears in my eyes, I told everyone how she had come over and brought a dish of food when Todd had died. She didn't know me, and this spoke louder of the love of God than any sermon she could have preached.
I praise God for people who live out their faith and show God's love through their actions.
"Write down for the coming generation what the Lord has done, so that people not yet born will praise Him." Psalm 102:18
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