One night, God gave Bill Wegener a dream: start a ministry called Jesus Fed Me. The assignment was specific. Hire a Ugandan named Mathiew, and send him out with a box of food for someone living in poverty who had never asked for help and had no reason to expect it.
There was one more instruction, and it became the heart of the ministry. When the person receiving the food asked who had sent it, Mathiew was to say only, “I am just the delivery guy. Jesus sent it.” He was not to give the founder's name or the ministry's name. This delivery belonged to Jesus.
Imagine a parent wondering what the children will eat, and then someone arriving at the door with food for the family. Before a single meal is prepared, that box can bring a little relief and a reason to smile. Scripture gives that moment its lasting weight: “For I was an hungred, and ye gave me meat” (Matthew 25:35).
That dream became Jesus Fed Me's calling. Bill had a part to play, Mathiew had food to carry, and generous people made those deliveries possible. Every donor who gives today becomes part of that same act. They may never stand at the doorway or meet the family they helped feed, but their kindness reaches all the way there. A box of food, a willing heart, and a few words that give God the glory: “Jesus sent it.”