We were worshipping God through song. Then, in between one song and another, we were encouraged to go to the sides of the room where there were tables set up. On one of the tables, there were handi-wipes (very important), loaves of bread, and bowls with peanut butter and jelly in them. We were asked to make a sandwich and take it to the other table which had the brown bag, chips, cookies and juice boxes. These sack lunches would be delivered to the Orange County Rescue Mission for those who needed meals.
Silly as it may sound, I actually felt the presence of God while making a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I was almost brought to tears. We were given the tools to help someone in a very simple way and we acted on it right there, while in the midst of worship. My heart began to go out to whomever might eat the sandwich and I prayed for them. The worship music continued in the background and as I returned to my seat I continued to pray for people that I didn’t even know.
It was truly a unique worship experience. It was a holy moment where the profoundly simple met the profoundly eternal.