I am overwhelmed with the love of people lately. We talk about our society with such disappointment sometimes--calling people selfish and hateful. I admit I have been in on that conversation too many times to count. I have also been one of those selfish and hateful members of society. But this morning as I write, I am OVERWHELMED at the love people have for one another. I am in awe over the things we do to help each other. I am brought to tears as I ponder the sacrifices people make for others. Christ is ALIVE and shining through so many people in my life--so much so that I can barely see the screen through my joyful tears. Last night, I went to WalMart to buy groceries for my family. It's a mundane chore that I never look forward to, but certainly one of those things I must do. As I rounded the peanut butter aisle (a mom of 5 calls it the peanut butter aisle), I saw a friend from church. We don't "hang-out." We don't talk on the phone. We see each other at church. Her daughter was in my program once. There is really no reason for her to have any of my problems at the forefront of her thoughts. But the first thing she asked pertained to my life. And the sincerity of her questions was flowing from her. She didn't give me anything; she didn't offer a solution. She simply told me that she was thinking of me and that she would help in any what that I needed her. She also reminded me that God provides. I don't know if the encounter touched her like it touched me; but I could see and feel Christ flowing through her. And when she turned to go, I was at peace. What she doesn't know is that I have prayed and prayed for weeks to God, asking Him to just show me that He's there. As ridiculous and falithless as that sounds--it's the truth. And on a Friday night, sometime after 8:00pm in the peannut butter aisle, He answered my prayer!
So, if you find that you are down on society (people) lately, slow down and consider the encounters you've had lately. I would be willing to bet you've met Christ many times this week.
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