Author | Resting in His Presence

The Heart Behind The Neighbor’s Table**

For years, God placed it on our hearts to help feed our neighbors.  Katie actually felt this calling for the first time when she was just seventeen years old, but she  didn’t know where to begin or what it would look like.  She carried it quietly, praying over it and tucking it deep into my heart—trusting that if God ever wanted to bring it to life, He would make a way.

Nick felt the same burden. Together, we held onto this vision for years, always wondering when—or if—the right moment would come. We didn’t have the resources. We didn’t have a plan. We only had a desire to serve and a belief that God would make a way when the time was right.

Then one day, God opened the door in the most unexpected way.

After I (Katie) was let go from my job because of a work injury, our household income was cut in half. With three teenagers—two boys and a girl—our grocery budget disappeared faster than we imagined. I remember standing in the kitchen, praying and talking to Jesus, asking Him to provide for our family just as He always had.

Right in the middle of that prayer, the doorbell rang.

When I opened the door, our neighbor stood there holding a box of food. We had never talked much before, but in that moment, he was an answer to prayer—a reminder that God sees, God cares, and God provides. And what I didn’t know then was that he wasn’t just anyone dropping off food. He actually worked at the main food distribution center in our area—the very place we now partner with every month. God didn’t just provide for our need; He sent the exact person who would later open the door for the ministry we hadn’t yet imagined.

That night, something shifted. I sat at the table and cried, overwhelmed by the way God had woven every detail together. I had already been writing for two years by then—pouring my testimony into the Resting in His Presence series, learning to trust God one page at a time. And right in the middle of that writing journey, God placed a second calling into my hands. While He was growing me as an author, He was also opening the door to a ministry that would reach far beyond our home.

What began as a simple prayer for our own family became the beginning of something much bigger: a calling to make sure no family in our community would ever have to worry about bringing food home to their table.

With God’s perfect timing and gentle leading, The Neighbor’s Table was born.

What started with a single box of food delivered to our doorstep has now grown into a monthly distribution serving around 200 people. Nearly 30 volunteers show up every month, along with two churches coming together as one, to load cars, pray for families, and remind our neighbors that they are seen and loved. Month after month, God continues to provide—food, hands to help, strength, and joy. Not once has He failed to meet the need.

This is more than a food distribution.
It is a testimony of God’s provision.
It is a picture of His heart for our community.
It is love in action.

Our desire is simple:
to trust God,
to love people,
and to make sure every table in our neighborhood has food on it.

“For I was hungry and you fed Me.” — Matthew 25:35

With Love,

Katie & Nick