And I worked. I taped together boxes, put stickers on boxes on skids, and took a bunch of pictures.
Other people packed the meals.
I wore my church T-shirt, and it got dirty. I prefer for my clothes to stay clean and nice – but I would much rather get my clothes muddy and unusable in the process of saving kids from dying of starvation.
It’s a matter of perspective. I want to have the mind of Christ.