a Glass of Ice Water

One of our children went with her Daddy on a visitation call couple days ago. When she came home one of the first things she said to me was this, “Mama, do you know what Mrs. ______ gave me?” Not knowing, I said, “What?” Her reply was one of the most genuine, sweetest, truliest (if that is not a word it is now) of joyful glees, a glass of ICE water!” She was in sheer delight that this woman gave her such a treasure.

It made me think of the verse in Mark “For whosoever shall give you a cup of water in my name because ye belong to Christ, verily I say to you, he shall not lose his reward” (9:41). Matthew says, “And whosoever shall give to drink unto one of these little ones a cup of cold water only in the name of a disciple, verily I say unto you, he shall in no wise lose his reward” (10:42). But the heart of the matter is “Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me” (Matthew 25:34-40).

When is the last time you gave a cup of ice cubed filled water to someone in the love of Jesus Christ?

Our child’s response, who is not a child but is a pre-teen, is rebuking to her mother (me). Her sheer delight is such a pure gift. It is an expression of Christ that I am both proud of yet strickened with rebuke.

  • Do I delight in a cup of iced water?

See, it is not about the glass of ice water, but the inward heart expressed in thanksgiving over that glass of iced water.

  • What a joy this child is to our home.
  • What a heart lesson to behold.

This dear saint left an indelible mark on our child that day, but it also left one on me too; one in which she may never know until heaven, but I’m thankful she served that iced filled glass of water.


In Christ I am SHE {Saved. Hopeful. Empowered.}

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