Shoeboxes: Tres..Dos..Uno Open!
I am always excited to get a new pair of shoes. As soon as I get home from the store, I immediately take the bright red Nike shoes out of the box and toss the shoebox aside. The shoebox means nothing to me—but not to everyone.
Josh and I went to two outreaches today, delivering shoeboxes filled with toys to kids.
Going into today, I expected it to be all about handing out the boxes. I’m so glad I was wrong!
The shoeboxes were only a small part of the day. The gospel presentation took center stage as the true focus.
At both locations we visited, Christ was made known, and the shoeboxes were simply tools to share His love with the children.
As we passed out these gifts, we watched the kids react in different ways—some didn’t know what to say, some eagerly showed off every Barbie doll they had just received, and some clung tightly to their toy cars, afraid they might be taken away.
With tears in our eyes, we played, danced, and became the hands and feet of Jesus today.
To whoever Jeff, Britt, and Claire Milton are—there was a little girl in a yellow dress who absolutely adored your gift!
*Guest Post written by Chris Thomas
