I am grateful for the Matthew 25:35-40. I have seen this passage of scripture in real time over the past several days.
35 For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, 36 I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’
37 “Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink?38 When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? 39 When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’
40 “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.’
I am grateful for my family. I am grateful for my Dad who should never have to witness the heartbreak but loves unconditionally, my brother who has a plate full but took the weekend to serve and rescue, and my sister who has endured hardship and emotional pain to be the Good Samaritan.
I am grateful for nurses and doctors and case managers and hospital staff who have been kind and have shown respect and kindness.
I am grateful for anything positive to hang our hat on.
And I am grateful for a very sweet girl in a drive-through window who put on her Panera name tag that her passion is “finding joy.” It was a bright spot in my day.