Blessing of Nothing

Sabbath night. We're almost finished. Almost finished the last AYC. What a blessing AYC has been! Not only this year but for the last nine years, Adventist Youth for Christ has been making a huge impact on young people's lives.
This afternoon, hundreds of young people, from little children to the young at heart, streamed out onto the streets of Melbourne, the second largest city of Australia, to briefly share some of the blessings that they have been receiving. Some of them were door-knocking: taking surveys and inviting them to self-improvement seminars taking place near them. Out in the actual streets, more young people were handing out invitations and flyers and seeking to have meaningful conversations with needy people - needy because they need Jesus.

The highlight of today probably happened just after tea. Kirsty and I were sitting in the 'booth room' (whatever you call that place where ministries display and advertise) finishing off our tea. A lady came in, one of the delegates, and asked us if we knew where she could get a spare meal; if there were any meals left over. There was a homeless man just outside and she wanted to give him something to eat. There weren't any spare meals. Anywhere. Trust me. We'd asked. "But," I said, "We have a bag of fruit here that we could share."
"Oh that would be wonderful!" She said.
So I pulled out some apples and pears. Kirsty dug up a small box of food that she had been saving for later. Then we went searching for some literature. We scoured a few items up including a Signs and a GLOW tract. As I was walking out the door I felt impressed to go back and pray over the food and the literature with Kirsty and the other delegate. We prayed a simple prayer and went our separate ways.
I will probably never know what happens to that bag of food, the tracts or the homeless man. But I believe that somehow, this simple act of kindness will become a shining light somehow. Somehow. I know our God has a thousand ways and means of which we know nothing.
My newest person on my prayer list is that homeless man that I never met but was blessed to be able to share with. Maybe when I get to heaven, an angel will take me by the hand and introduce me to this man or someone else that has been reached by such a simple act.
I don't know why I have this feeling; I can't explain it.
But I have re-learnt a lesson. No act of kindness, no matter how small, is insignificant. God can use our nothingness to His greatness.