Cracked Feet and Crock Pot Food

Thursday night, Glenn and I drove over to a missionary home to deliver their evening meal. I had prepared the roast in the crock pot the day before, however, our schedule changed and we were able to deliver the meal on Thursday night.

You see, this missionary is battling cancer for the second time. Several years ago, having gone through the same routine (you know what I mean, the chemo, hair loss, miserable feeling, getting a clean bill of health), and now it has returned.

Once we put the warm pot roast, cold bag of salad preparations down on the table, we made our way into her living room. Beyond the large bay windows we could see the trees and hear the birds chirping. We chatted and visited for a while, told stories about our children and heard about their Europe journey several years ago.

Asking permission, Glenn gathered his brown towel and Foot Massage cream and proceeded to give her a foot massage. (Back track, Glenn got a foot massage back in February at the Intermission conference and volunteer from Michigan gave Glenn some basic Instructions). Fast forward, now Glenn was able to give her a relaxing foot massage. Not only that, the husband got a foot massage too.

We never know what our days bring us, however we are blessed to have this opportunity to share "crock pot" and "cracked feet".

Judy.Stewart@scbbs-bo.com or judystewart@caminternational.org