To The Dream Team Member

To the Dream Team member I encountered Sunday:
We had never met before. We are a growing church so there are a lot of us, serving in a lot of areas. And as hard as I try to picture your name tag in my mind I can't, so I don't remember your name. But we are family.
Even though I know this, you caught me off guard Sunday. I showed up with the mindset of serving, not being served. So when I realized what you were doing, I was overwhelmed.
You were a couple of people in front of me, waiting to get coffee. As you were getting yours, our eyes met for a second and we smiled at one another. My attention then went back to the little man in my arms. All of a sudden, you spoke up. "What kind of cream and how many?" It took me a couple of seconds to realize you were speaking to me...and that as you were getting your coffee, you also filled one up for me. I told you how I took it and your fixed it up for me...finishing it off with the lid. I kept thanking you and headed off to the kids ministry.
And I did my best to hold back the tears.
Because you didn't know I was going on week three of my husband working  out of town...that my middle child is pushing the boundaries and figuring out how far she can push them...that my oldest is trying to be the boss since daddy is out of town and is not getting that she isn't the parent...that the baby in my arms is teething like crazy and dealing with separation anxiety...that I'm exhausted playing mommy and daddy these past few weeks...that I made myself a cup of coffee at home but didn't get a chance to drink it because I was getting everyone ready to leave by 6:30.  You didn't know the struggles I have had these past couple of weeks...you probably didn't know that this simple gesture of making my coffee would remind me that I'm loved and that I can do this.
So thank you...thank you for being a picture of Jesus for me that day. To some it might have just been coffee...but for me it was so much more.

It was also a reminder that sometimes the simplest things could be just what a person needs at that moment. A cup of coffee, a smile, a gentle word, could make a workd kf difference for someone. We don't always know what someone is going through. It could just be a bad day, or it could be a bad year. No matter what, you can make a difference in that person's life.
So I encourage you: ask God to keep your eyes open and show you someone you can serve, someone you can encourage today. You may be the only Jesus they ever see.

And thank you once again to that sweet girl who made my coffee. I'm going to be looking for you so I can give you a hug.