“But when the Son of Man comes in His glory, and all the angels with Him, then He will sit on His glorious throne. And all the nations will be gathered before Him; and He will separate them from one another, as the shepherd separates the sheep from the goats; and He will put the sheep on His right, and the goats on the left. Then the King will say to those on His right, ‘Come, you who are blessed of My Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world. For I was hungry, and you gave Me something to eat; I was thirsty, and You gave Me drink; I was a stranger, and you invited Me in; naked, and you clothed Me; I was sick, and you visited Me; I was in prison, and you came to Me.’ Then the righteous will answer Him, saying, ‘Lord, when did we see You hungry, and feed You, or thirsty, and give You drink? And when did we see You a stranger, and invite You in, or naked, and clothe You? And when did we see You sick, or in prison, and come to You?’ And the King will answer and say to them, ‘Truly, I say to you, to the extent that you did it to one of these brothers of Mine, even the least of them, you did it to Me.’”
-Matthew 25:31-40 (NAS)
In relation to this, I would like to share a song that has encouraged me many times to keep on helping our boys:
Kingdom Comes
When anger fills your heart,
When in your pain and hurt,
You find the strength to stop,
You bless instead of curse.
When doubting floods your soul,
When all things feel unjust,
You open up your heart,
You find a way to trust.
That’s a little stone, that’s a little mortar;
That’s a little seed, that’s a little water;
In the hearts of the sons and daughters
This kingdom’s coming.
When fear engulfs your mind,
Says you protect you own,
You still extend your hand,
You open up your home.
When sorrow fills your life,
When in your grief and pain
You choose again to rise.
That’s a little stone, that’s a little mortar;
That’s a little seed, that’s a little water;
In the hearts of the sons and daughters
This kingdom’s coming.
In the mundane tasks of living,
In the pouring out and giving,
In the waking up and trying,
In the laying down and dying.
That’s a little stone, that’s a little mortar;
That’s a little seed, that’s a little water;
In the hearts of the sons and daughters
This kingdom’s coming.
-Sara Groves, Add to the Beauty
Blessings,
Julia
