I was recently on a mission trip in Uganda, working with a school that badly needed a girls dormitory, since the 150 or so girls at the school were sleeping in bunk beds in a packed classroom. None of us on the team were skilled masons (we weren’t really skilled anything, to be honest), so we spent most of our time moving bricks.
Moving bricks is about as much fun as you might imagine, which is to
say that it ranks somewhere between waiting in line at the DMV and
having a tooth pulled. The local way of moving bricks is that you form a
line, I guess you call it a fireman’s brigade, and toss bricks, one a
time, down the line. Once the brick reaches the end of the line, you
stack it there. By the end of the week, I noticed that we were really
moving bricks to one spot and then moving them back, probably just to
keep us busy. But it was pleasant work, working together and visiting
with one another and with the local children.
One day of our trip was a national holiday, so there was no class.
The teachers came to help us move bricks, and the children followed.
Because they stood to benefit from the building of the dorm, they wanted
to help in whatever small way they could. So the children and teachers
intermingled with the mission team, and for an hour or so the Kingdom of
God was present on earth, passing those bricks, one after another,
learning each other’s work songs, laughing and working together, tossing
bricks down the line.
It was right behind me, and I almost missed it, this sweet scene,
this vision of the kingdom of God. Because the children were too small
to help us pass larger bricks, they found another way to help.
I almost missed it. And yet, thank goodness and thank God, I noticed.
Question: What small ways have you noticed God working in your life lately?
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