A thankless job
As you know G0d always speaks to me through day to day life
situations. I grow through them. I see G0d more clearly through them.
Last week, I stepped out of the taxi in front of my home to
find a man bleeding and unconscious behind our local garbage dumpster. “Oh L0rd”,
my heart sank. I wasn’t sure if he was beaten and left or in a drunken
stupor. Either way I knew he needed
help.
I called for my husband to come help. Manoj determined he
was drunk and was “wasting his life”. I could tell it was hard for my husband
to cancel the meeting he was suppose to be starting, a meeting we had been
waiting for, in order to have time to help this man. I said the man still deserved help. Je$us wouldn’t just leave us on the
roadside. And even while we were yet sinners
He died for us.
No one else was willing to help a man who was a drunk and
“wasting his life”. Everyone else was
passing him by. Thoughts raced though my head of the “good Samaritan”. We
could help, if we were willing to
extend Chri$t like love. Maybe today was this man’s day to choose life, and
find hope.
The man in and out of consciousness cursed my husband for
trying to help him. Sometimes helping someone is a thankless job. I can’t help
but also wonder how many times Je$us has reached out to help me, went out of His
way in fact, and how many times I have rejected Him, rejected His help, or
forsaken gratitude in the face of my fleshy ways.
L0rd help me! Help me
to see you going out of your way to help me. Help me to receive it, and Father,
help me to extend this same love to others.
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