In this country
there is no such thing as bad hospital food. It is the responsibility of a sick
person’s loved ones to bring them food.
My home is a 2 minuet walk from the hospital and I felt led to try to
meet this need for people who don’t have family in town. When I went to inquire about helping, I
stopped in the lobby to pray and seek God’s direction. At that moment a woman across the way called
out my name. Years ago I had met a
doctor who works here; she pointed me in the direction of the volunteer
services office.
I am excited about the potential of
this ministry. I pray that we can also
give food for their souls. God has
already used divine appointments in the past and present to make this a
possibility.
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