Day 11 – Jehovah Jireh (Provider)

Scripture: Matthew 6:25

“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes?”

Reflection

Too often, we find one, if not more, things to worry about each day. Here, Jesus is telling us that there is no need for that. May He, the one who created the heavens and the earth, as well as us, suffice and be all that we need each day and season. 

Heart for the Homeless

Before coming to know all those involved in HOPE Missions, I was working full-time, living in my own place, and making well beyond my needs. I began my journey in seeking God and in due time felt led to release the life of comfort that I once knew, to enter one of uncertainty with God. I left my job, and with it went everything else I used to cling to. Talk about a wilderness…I was confused, angry, and scared. And I never wanted anyone to know that “God made me do it” because I felt crazy. In hindsight, I realize that God not only strengthened me through it, but He also restored my faith. No more do I worry about how a bill will get paid, how I will make it to work, or how something will be provided because I never once went without a meal, clothing, or some type of shelter. If it’s His will, He will make a way…and you never know, His provisions for someone may very well come through you. Thank you to all those who were willing!

Author: Kiana Geer

As long as I’ve lived in Anderson, SC, and driven up W Whitner and W Market Street, I never took notice of the space in between. That was until I found myself living in that very square. During my stay at the Salvation Army, I learned so much about the homeless community. Most of all, they were people too and needed to be treated as such. They were someone’s daughter, son, brother, or mother. I was previously ignorant of them. Going on with my day-to-day things that I never took notice of that man on the bench sleeping or that woman on the stoop with her head hanging low. Simply put, I have a heart for the homeless because someone had a heart for me when I was in that position.

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