Dear followers of Jesus,
I see you.
I see you taking a meal to your neighbors, and taking your friend to an appointment.
I see you clearing tables after a meal at church, and I see you showing your Sunday school students how to do it with you.
I see you changing diapers in the nursery, teaching energetic children, and welcoming strangers.
I see you worshiping in joy and in brokenness, sometimes both at the same time.
I see you volunteering at the local school and the nursing home and packing meals for the hungry.
I see you inviting people into your home to remind them they are part of a family.
I see you encouraging the people around you, not wanting even one to get away without knowing how loved they are.
I see you letting others know when someone needs more prayers or help than you can offer alone.
I see you leading, tirelessly, coordinating details and working behind the scenes.
I see you approaching your job as a calling and a ministry.
I see you caring for the widow and the orphan and the alien.
I see you approaching your job as a calling and a ministry.
I see you caring for the widow and the orphan and the alien.
I see you drawing attention to Jesus, and not to yourself, sharing hope from the scriptures and his love from your heart.
I see you breathing life and beauty into the world around you.
It seems as though a lot of people miss it, because for some reason or another, they are not close enough to notice.
I hope and trust you'll keep living out the life of Jesus anyway. Nothing you do is lost on him.
I love being the church with you. You inspire me.
I love being the church with you. You inspire me.