Jesus' Helping Hands: The Little Things

Friday, June 13, 2014

The Little Things

We've all heard at some point that it's the little things that matter most. How true that can be. It doesn't necessarily take a sonnet or a thank you note the length of a small novel to express your feelings or your thanks. Sometimes it's about taking a minute to write a short heartfelt thank you like the following messages.

We received the first one from a young mother of 3 who receives a food box and baby supplies on a monthly basis. Thank you K.J. for your "Thank You"
" Mr.Joel you have been so wonderful and careing and loving . You have helped my family so much . You remind me so much of my grandpa, Happy father's day"

The next message is also from a young single mom of 3. Thank you N.N. for your "Thank You."

"thank you very much for helping me an my children..it means so much. without your help i dont know what i would do..you're a very special man in my book...god does make good men and you have a good heart..thank u so much for helping me an my kids..happy fathers day to a wonderful and caring man.."

Making a difference, one family at a time.

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Our Story

In the early 90's Joel Reed, Founder of Jesus' Helping Hands, saw a need in the Kittrell community and decided to meet that need. Over the next 20 years his woodworking shop transformed into a large food and household good warehouse from which countless area families have received food, household supplies, clothing, hygiene items, and more. In the early days 30 foot trailers of food were unloaded by the hands of as many volunteers as could be found until the exciting day the ministry acquired its first fork lift. Over the last 20 years the entire Reed family has helped and participated in the ministry as well as many many volunteers, youth groups, churches, and organizations like the local girl scouts. Who knew throwing boxes of food could build such strong relationships and be so much fun!?

The Star Thrower

A young girl was walking along a beach upon which thousands of starfish had been washed up during a terrible storm. When she came to each starfish, she would pick it up, and throw it back into the ocean. People watched her with amusement.

She had been doing this for some time when a man approached her and said, “Little girl, why are you doing this? Look at this beach! You can’t save all these starfish. You can’t begin to make a difference!"

The girl seemed crushed, suddenly deflated. But after a few moments, she bent down, picked up another starfish, and hurled it as far as she could into the ocean. Then she looked up at the man and replied, “Well, I made a difference to that one!"

The old man looked at the girl inquisitively and thought about what she had done and said. Inspired, he joined the little girl in throwing starfish back into the sea.

— Adapted from The Star Thrower by Loren C. Eiseley