One thing about serving food to the poor and homeless is the unavoidable excitement in giving.
Today I served potato salad, and I swelled up each time someone said “yes” and I threw down a helping on their plate. I imagine this is how our Heavenly Father feels when a helpless, poor, broken dude like me or you looks to His grace and says, “Yes.”
This is who we are and who He is.
God Bless you.