God is a good God and a giver of good and perfect gifts. He gives us a 
sunrise every morning and fresh air to breathe every few seconds. We are 
sometimes quick to forget all of the things that God has given us freely 
and I believe we should be more thankful to the Lord instead of always 
having something to complain about. I heard this quote awhile back and 
think of it often; "There was a man who constantly complained about not 
having any shoes, until he met a man who had no legs". Please remember 
that whatever problems you may be going through; it could be worse, so 
keep your head held high and be quick to thank the Lord no matter what 
situation you are in. (1 Thessalonians 5:18)

This is a good story that shows when we take care of others and are quick 
to be givers; God will reward and have mercy on us, just the same. This 
story is a little long but well worth the time to receive a blessing. 


A LITTLE BOY'S HEART

It was one of the hottest days of the dry season. We had not seen rain in 
almost a month. The crops were dying. Cows had stopped giving milk. The 
creeks and streams were long gone back into the earth. It was a dry season 
that would bankrupt seven farmers before it was through.

Everyday my husband and his brothers would go about the arduous process of 
trying to get water to the fields. Lately this process had involved taking 
a truck to the local water rendering plant and filling it up with water.

But severe rationing had cut everyone off. If we didn't see some rain 
soon...we would lose everything. It was on this day that I learned the 
true lesson of sharing and witnessed the only miracle I have seen with my 
own eyes.

I was in the kitchen making lunch for my husband and his brothers when I 
saw my six-year old son, Billy, walking toward the woods. He wasn't 
walking with the usual carefree abandon of a youth but with a serious 
purpose. I could only see his back. He was obviously walking with a great 
effort...trying to be as still as possible.

Minutes after he disappeared into the woods, he came running out again, 
toward the house. I went back to making sandwiches; thinking that 
whatever task he had been doing was completed. Moments later, however, he 
was once again walking in that slow purposeful stride toward the woods. 
This activity went on for an hour: walk carefully to the woods, run back 
to the house.

Finally I couldn't take it any longer and I crept out of the house and 
followed him on his journey (being very careful not to be seen...as he was
obviously doing important work and didn't need his Mommy checking up on 
him). He was cupping both hands in front of him as he walked; being very 
careful not to spill the water he held in them...maybe two or three 
tablespoons were held in his tiny hands. I sneaked close as he went into 
the woods.

Branches and thorns slapped his little face but he did not try to avoid 
them. He had a much higher purpose. As I leaned in to spy on him, I saw 
the most amazing site. Several large deer loomed in front of him. 

Billy walked right up to them. I almost screamed for him to get away. A 
huge buck with elaborate antlers was dangerously close. But the buck did 
not threaten him...he didn't even move as Billy knelt down. And I saw a 
tiny fawn laying on the ground, obviously suffering from dehydration and 
heat exhaustion, lift its head with great effort to lap up the water 
cupped in my beautiful boy's hand.

When the water was gone, Billy jumped up to run back to the house and I 
hid behind a tree. I followed him back to the house to a spigot that we 
had shut off the water to. Billy opened it all the way up and a small 
trickle began to creep out. He knelt there, letting the drips slowly fill 
up his makeshift "cup", as the sun beat down on his little back.

And it came clear to me. The trouble he had gotten into for playing with 
the hose the week before. The lecture he had received about the importance 
of not wasting water. The reason he didn't ask me to help him. It took 
almost twenty minutes for the drops to fill his hands.

When he stood up and began the trek back, I was there in front of him. 
His little eyes just filled with tears. "I'm not wasting", was all he 
said. As he began his walk, I joined him...with a small pot of water from 
the kitchen. I let him tend to the fawn. I stayed away. It was his 
job. I stood on the edge of the woods watching the most beautiful heart I 
have ever known working so hard to save another life. As the tears that 
rolled down my face began to hit the ground, they were suddenly joined by 
other drops...and more drops...and more. I looked up at the sky. It was 
as if God, himself, was weeping with pride.

Some will probably say that this was all just a huge coincidence. That 
miracles don't really exist. That it was bound to rain sometime. And I 
can't argue with that...I'm not going to try. All I can say is that the 
rain that came that day saved our farm...just like that actions of one 
little boy saved another.

Author Unknown


God is a giver and will give to us the same amount that we give to 
others. I encourage you to be quick to help someone who is in need. Sit 
with someone who isn't feeling good or needs to get some things off their 
chest. Volunteer at a hospital or shelter in your town or somewhere near 
to you. Be a giver just as Jesus is a giver and you will be amazed at the 
blessings the Lord will pour out unto you.

God sent His one and only Son to die on a cruel cross for all mankind and 
this was the ultimate gift that God could have given and He did because of 
His love for the people in the world. I encourage you to never pass 
judgment on anyone because they are God's children and Jesus died for 
them too. Judge not and you will not be judged. Forgive and you will be 
forgiven. Give and it will be given to you. (Luke 6:37-38)


Read and meditate on these scriptures:

James 1:17-18 "Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and 
cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, 
neither shadow of turning. Of his own will begat he us with the word of 
truth, that we should be a kind of firstfruits of his creatures."

James 1:22-24,27 "But be ye doers of the word, and not hearers only, 
deceiving your own selves. For if any be a hearer of the word, and not a 
doer, he is like unto a man beholding his natural face in a glass: For he 
beholdeth himself, and goeth his way, and straightway forgetteth what 
manner of man he was. …Pure religion and undefiled before God and the 
Father is this, To visit the fatherless and widows in their affliction, 
and to keep himself unspotted from the world.

Luke 6:35-38 Jesus says "But love ye your enemies, and do good, and lend, 
hoping for nothing again; and your reward shall be great, and ye shall be 
the children of the Highest: for he is kind unto the unthankful and to the 
evil. Be ye therefore merciful, as your Father also is merciful. Judge 
not, and ye shall not be judged: condemn not, and ye shall not be 
condemned: forgive, and ye shall be forgiven: Give, and it shall be given 
unto you; good measure, pressed down, and shaken together, and running 
over, shall men give into your bosom. For with the same measure that ye 
mete withal it shall be measured to you again."

All scriptures can be found in the King James Version. 


In Christ Service, 

Dwayne Savaya 
Gods Work Ministry