And whoever gives one of these little ones even a cup of cold water because he is a disciple, truly, I say to you, he will by no means lose his reward.” Matthew 10:42 ESV

Not long ago my friends, Bob and Rita told me that due to their health issues, they were just too tired to continue volunteering. I was sad not only because I knew they loved coming, but because serving communion and helping pass out the newsletters may sound like small duties; but they matter far more to the residents than you may realize. Each volunteer in nursing home ministry brings with them their life experience, personality and heart. For those in long-term care, a volunteer represents someone who came, not because it was their job or their family duty, but because they cared. Volunteering in a nursing home takes a great many forms and each one of them matters to God. As Jesus said, “whoever gives one of these little ones even a cup of cold water…will by no means lose his reward.” Any small act that is done in love will be remembered by God.

Without Bob and Rita this last month, I struggled to figure out a way to offer communion to those who gather for the Sunday afternoon service. Each week I brought along the bag with the supplies in hopes of inspiration, but each week returned with it unopened. Then this Sunday at Discovery Village, I noticed there was a new staff member who had been assigned to stay with the residents during the service. I was delighted that when I asked for help, she graciously said “Sure, no problem!” So, I took out the cups, the serving trays, the bottle of juice and the box of Matzoh crackers and quickly explained how to prepare everything and then began the service. All seemed well as we progressed towards communion time, but after we finished singing and I was about to ask God’s blessing on the elements, I noticed that the plate for the bread still stood empty and Ava looked at me and asked, “How much do I need to use?” “Just break up one, it should be plenty,” I hurriedly whispered. Then. hoping for the best, I bowed my head, prayed and started playing the Old Rugged Cross. Just as I sang the first couple of notes, I noticed one of the residents springing into action. “Here, let me help!” Virginia offered as she went forward, taking hold of one of the plates. Then, as she started passing out the bread, a man who was there visiting his mom, also jumped up and took one of the trays of the cups. Though I had no plan, God provided three new volunteers in place of the two we had lost!

I say all this, to show that all it takes to be a volunteer, is a readiness to be pressed into action and a willingness to help. Jesus isn’t asking how qualified we are but whether we are willing to share with others, that cup of cold water that we have in our hands. If you are interested in becoming involved as a Nursing Home volunteer, stay tuned the next couple of days, because I will offer some simple guidelines to help you to get started. If you are already serving, then watch for links to some various resources that we offer, some free and others at a low cost that can help equip you on your journey as a volunteer. One four-legged volunteer recently walked into our meeting, right in the middle of the song service. But because she was so beautiful and gentle, I had to pause and get a few photos. She can’t sing or preach, but she brings a lot of comfort every time she lays her head in the lap of one of the residents and lets them stroke her neck! She reminds us that if we are willing to just hug a few necks, then we can share the love of Jesus with someone today!