The Least of These

Never underestimate the power of grace.

I’ll often feel a pinch, a nudge to act graciously to others, to give without being asked and without any expectation of reciprocation. Sometimes I respond to the pinch, but — and I cringe to admit this — more often I walk on quickly distracting myself with other things. All I could do is too small anyway, right?

But then I’ll think of the times others showered unmerited love on me. It didn’t take much … a note … a hug … a phone call.

When Zach broke his leg, people came out of the woodwork to love on us. I cannot express what that meant to me … still means to me. I treasure those letters from strangers; I am fully overwhelmed by God’s goodness each time I read them.

I think of my childhood: four kids and a single mom living on a shoestring in a two bedroom trailer. I remember packages just appearing on our doorstep for Christmas. Groceries left by anonymous neighbors. Envelopes of cash — the exact amount needed to pay the rent — wrapped in notes of prayer.

These may seem like small things, but they’re not to those who receive them.

Imagine … imagine if we all consistently acted on those pinches. Imagine what the world might be like if we all lived in the overflow of mercy and grace we have received.

“The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’”
— Matthew 25:40

Your Turn: Can you think of a time when a seemingly small act made a huge impact on you? Why did it impact you so? How did it change you?

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