Hands...

I have a job I really like. My job is to warm Jina's hands. We've done a lot of walking since I've been here. It has been cold, and as we've walked, I've noticed her hands are cold. They're tiny hands. Mine are big, and they make good warmers. From time to time, I'll change sides so the warming is even. The other day, she asked, "Why are your hands so warm?" I told her it's because of my warm heart. I know, I know. But it works with her... Actually, I get warm pretty easily and don't need as much outside warmth as other people. So, I like the feel of her cool hands. As I hold them, my extra warmth transfers to her, benefiting both of us.

As I live close to Jesus Christ and allow God to fill me with His Holy Spirit, my heart overflows with His love. He fills my cup to the brim and overflowing. As I touch the lives of others, the warmth of God's love is transferred to them. They may not realize the source, but it is God's "...streams of living water flow[ing] from deep within..." (John 7:38). My hope is that I will always be a willing channel for God's love in other people's lives.

Tonight as we sat in church I took off my jacket, and Jina took it and put it on her lap for the extra warmth. I asked, "Do you want my gloves?" Smiling, she squeezed my hand and said, "I have gloves."