By Wednesday night, my little seven-year-old girl got homesick for her mama. So we gathered up her things and I drove home at midnight. Bright and early the next morning, I was awakened by the noise of my bedroom door opening. What I saw was my little girl walking gingerly with all her concentration upon two bowls of Cheerios which she held one in each hand. Anne Marie had decided not only to make me breakfast in bed, but also her older sister down the hall.
After I ate her Cheerios, she climbed up in bed next to me and I asked her what made her think to do something like that. Her response was, "Daddy, you've been telling us all week that 'Jesus went about doing good,' and I want to be like Jesus."
Friends, I may someday dine in some swanky restaurant that serves only the best foods, prepared by a great chef, but I'll never have a better breakfast than the bowl of Cheerios my daughter served me this week.
"Jesus went about doing good" (Acts 10:38). What about you?