I have been impacted by so many faithful servants of Jesus. I grew up in a small church in Kansas where everyone felt like family and as a child I felt constantly cared for in my church. It often had to do with food. I’ll never forget Maxine’s homemade bread, Darlene’s coffee cake, and Charlene’s cinnamon rolls. It wasn’t always the deep theological discussions that were the most impactful (although important), but it was experiencing their love and joy in serving Jesus. It was evident that the love of Jesus overflowed from them, spurring them on towards love and good deeds (Hebrews 10:24).