Wednesdays are my days to volunteer at the pregnancy center. I love it; even on days like today when we didn’t have a single client come in while I was there, I still love it. I am grateful that God has called me to this work for many reasons; one being that I am glad for the opportunity and privilege to serve our clients, women who are often in very difficult circumstances. In providing diapers or clothes we are offering them a cup of cold water in Jesus’ name and I am glad to help meet their needs in this small way.
I am thankful that as I counsel I am learning to put my theology into words, to share the good news of Christ, to proclaim the hope that only He gives, something I am ashamed to admit I hadn’t done very often before.
I am thankful too for the community that exists among the counselors. I love that we all love Jesus and we are committed to sharing that love with each woman who comes in our door. I love our common passion and common mission. I love that when I see a fellow counselor pause before she enters the counseling room I know she’s praying and I pray too. I love that they are my friends, the kind of friends that pause and ask me how I’m doing, really, and promise to pray.
Volunteering at the pregnancy center is something I love so much that I wonder why I never did it sooner. As I give thanks this November, I am thankful for the ministry we have at the center and for my friends and partners in the gospel there.