The tables were set, the glasses full of water, and the food cooked. Now all we needed were the guest. We bought the best we had, clean plates, shiny silverware, and spotless glasses. We even had fall decorations on the tables. We were ready! Then they came in. Just one or two at a time at first, and then groups of three and four. They were tired and hungry. Some of them still wearing the clothes they wore the day before. They sat down and we began to serve them a breakfast that Waffle House would be proud of. Some looked at us and said thank you the only way they knew how, with a soft smile. Others told us that this was the first time in a long time that they sat around a clean table and ate from “real” plates. By the end of the morning, we had fed over 60 men and women who had come to our town with the fair. Most looked tired and poor. Others just looked lost. We fed them that morning but they fed us as well. They allowed us to be His hands and feet. Who will you feed today? Who will you meet that is hungry and in need? Maybe your blessing will come when you serve others. Maybe you will be “fed” more than they. I know I was!