Jordan & Austin Hiatt

How a Meal Became a Ministry of Love

When our second son, Cody, was born, life was beautifully full—and honestly, a little chaotic. Between recovering from childbirth, adjusting to a newborn’s needs, and caring for our toddler, Davy, the simplest daily tasks like getting dinner on the table suddenly felt overwhelming.

That’s when Living Hope’s Meal Train Ministry showed up.

I’ll never forget opening the door to several warm meal deliveries with a kind smile, or finding dinner waiting on our porch with a note of encouragement. These moments weren’t just practical help—they were reminders that we weren’t alone. Each meal felt like a little piece of grace, reminding us that our church family was surrounding us with love during one of the most tender seasons of our lives.

It wasn’t just the food (though that was such a gift). It was the ministry of presence, even from afar. Knowing people had taken time from their own lives to care for ours made us feel deeply seen and cared for.

The Mercy Team, through the Meal Train Ministry, met a need we didn’t even know how to ask for. They created space for rest, recovery, and togetherness in our home. And in doing so, they reflected the heart of Christ tender, compassionate, and near.

We are so grateful for the quiet but powerful way this ministry served us. It left a lasting impact on our family, and it continues to inspire us to look for ways we can serve others with that same intentional love.