22/3/21 Day 29
TODAY'S
VERSE: 22/3/21 Day 29
“On the first day of the
Festival of Unleavened Bread, when the Passover lamb is sacrificed, Jesus’
disciples asked him, “Where do you want us to go to prepare the Passover meal
for you?” So Jesus sent two of them into Jerusalem with these
instructions: “As you go into the city, a man carrying a pitcher of water
will meet you. Follow him. At the house he enters, say to the owner, ‘The
Teacher asks: Where is the guest room where I can eat the Passover meal with my
disciples?’ He will take you upstairs to a large room that is already set
up. That is where you should prepare our meal.” So the two disciples went
into the city and found everything just as Jesus had said, and they prepared
the Passover meal there.” - Mark 14:12-16
TODAY'S
DEVOTION:
Suzy
died too young. She was in her mid-thirties, had a family that loved her, and
had a bubbly spirit. It seemed to me that she believed the rest of her life,
the best of her life, was yet to come. Suzy lived outside most of the time; she
ran with a pretty rough crew of other homeless people. She was one of the
friendliest, most likeable people I think I’ve ever met. Sure, she had a
problem with drugs and an even bigger problem with alcohol – but that didn’t
define her. What Suzy really liked to do was feed people.
Suzy
would get her Food Stamp card and spend everything she had on it down at the
Safeway. Hamburgers, steaks, ribs, chicken, bag of chips all loaded into
paper bags as she would climb the hill to the city park. Another friend would
bring charcoal or else take the broken limbs of trees all around the city trees
and start a fire. Then Suzy would cook. And drink. But it was the cooking that
her friends remember about her.
I
wanted to help Suzy. I’d met her mother a couple of times and experienced how
sad she felt about what had become of her daughter. Her mother seemed to know
the fate Suzy was headed for. Once when Suzy was in jail, her mother asked me
to visit Suzy. Not having any agenda, other than just to visit and see how she
was doing.
Between
Suzy and me there was a thick plexiglass window. We picked up the telephones
and had some small talk before I asked what she wanted to do after she was
released. “I wanna make a big barbeque for everybody,” Suzy said, her eyes
gleaming as she smiled.
“How
is she?” Suzy’s mother asked me. “She’s ok, I guess,” I spoke, not sure how
much to share. “Do you know she feeds people?,” I asked. Tears. “That sure does
sound like Suzy … My daughter feeds people.”
When
Suzy died, her friends were crushed. The year after her death, Suzy’s friends
planned a barbeque in her honor. It was a beautiful thing to see – this tight
group that had splintered after her passing coming back together to remember
their friend. “Say what you will about Suzy,” one of her friends said to me,
“but that gal really knew how to feed people. And there’s no better way of
remembering her than feeding each other.” To that, I have to say, “Amen.”
Pastor
Pat Quaid
TODAY'S
PRAYER
Lord,
make your face to shine upon all those who suffer. In our despair help us
to trust in your steadfast love, for you are our God. Amen.
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