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Topic: Handout (04/14/11)

TITLE: A Servant's Heart
By Carol Smith


A Servantís Heart

We lived along a busy highway as I was growing up, next door to the church that my parents were the pastors. This brought many interesting characters to our home. My dad never turned anyone in need away. He knew it was not wise to give out money. Therefore if the person was asking for a hand out in order to get some place. He would walk them to the bus stop and hand the driver the money to get them to where they were going. If they said they were hungry he would put his arm around them and take them inside our home and prepare them a meal. However, there was a price to pay for his hospitality. As they sat there and consumed the meal, he would tell them about his Savior and what a change he can make in your life.
I recall as a teenager my folks taking in two couples. They had come to us with a story that they were here from back east on vacation. During their vacation the one coupleís little boy had fallen ill, and was now in the hospital. Their money had run out. They had found small jobs as dishwashers, etc. but needed a place to stay. Of course my dad took them in, in the hopes that this would help them get back on their feet. He allowed them to stay in the visiting ministerís apartment, above the church. However, they were not there long. While we were away at a wedding off site one evening, they proceeded to clean the church out of musical instruments, that they could be carried. They also took some petty cash dad had stashed away in his study room at the church. Some of the musical instruments belonged to individuals in our congregation. Dad felt so bad about this that he came up with the funds to pay back those who had suffered a loss.
But this incident did not slow my dad down in the least. Sometimes I wondered if the bums in the area had gotten the word out that my dad was good for a handout. We did not have much our selves when I was young, but God always took care of us and we never went hungry. But I have to think that God has blessed my family, immensely through the years, because my parents had such a servantís heart.

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Anita van der Elst04/21/11
I enjoyed getting this little glimpse of a personal history. I see good potential here in story-telling ability.
diana kay04/22/11
thank you for sharing this...truly a servant heart and willing to not just preach but put it into practice as well.
Jennifer Hill04/27/11
Thank you for sharing how your dad did not let the devil win. He continued to give and serve, even after being taken advantage of. Reward in Heaven, far out ways anything we can loose here on earth!
I think you could develope this story even more and move others to give no matter how the enemy tries to attack us.