I have a feeling I’m going to be sore in the morning. But it was worth it.
I took part in Engage Middle Tennessee, a serving Saturday for all the regional campuses of Brentwood Baptist Church.
I chose to help out with Monroe Harding. I found out this morning that we’d be moving dirt that got dumped into their driveway.
I pictured the kind of soil that you put around flower beds and thought, “This won’t be too bad. I might actually break a little sweat.”
Little did I know that the dirt in question was to fill in an old swimming pool. This dirt consisted of more rocks than dirt.
I think I broke more than a little sweat. I can’t remember the last time I did so much manual labor.
Depending on how soon the ibuprofen I took kicks in, I might be feeling achy and old in the morning. But I can say without question that it was worth it.
The family we served has adopted three children and fosters several more. They probably expend more energy on a daily basis than I did today. They probably have more than a few mornings where they wake up sore and achy. But I’m sure they’d do all of it over again for the sake of these kids. I believe God’s heart is for orphans and widows, so I know God is blessing what they’re doing.
I remembered the verse where Jesus said that if we had faith, we could move mountains. Maybe I’m not being exegetically correct or theologically sound, but I wonder if those mountains don’t sometimes get moved one shovel-full at a time, one wheelbarrow-load at a time. Maybe it’s the faith of several people united in purpose and belief that moves mountains and changes the world.