A few years ago a group of
salesmen went to a regional sales convention in Chicago. They had assured their
wives that they would be home in plenty of time for Friday night's dinner. In
their rush, with tickets and briefcases, one of these salesmen inadvertently
kicked over a table which held a display of apples. Apples flew everywhere.
Without stopping or looking back, they all managed to reach the plane in time
for their nearly-missed boarding...
ALL BUT ONE!!! He
paused, took a deep breath, got in touch with his feelings, and experienced a
twinge of compassion for the girl whose apple stand had been
overturned.
He told his buddies
to go on without him, waved good-bye, told one of them to call his wife when
they arrived at their home destination and explain his taking a later flight.
Then he returned to the terminal where the apples were all over the terminal
floor.
He was glad he did. The 16-year-old girl was totally blind! She
was softly crying, tears running down her cheeks in frustration, and at the same
time helplessly groping for her spilled produce as the crowd swirled about her;
no one stopping and no one to care for her plight.
The salesman knelt on
the floor with her, gathered up the apples, put them back on the table and
helped organize her display. As he did this, he noticed that many of them had
become battered and bruised; these he set aside in another basket.
When
he had finished, he pulled out his wallet and said to the girl, "Here, please
take this $40 for the damage we did. Are you okay?” She nodded through her
tears. He continued on with, "I hope we didn't spoil your day too
badly."
As the salesman started to walk away, the bewildered blind girl
called out to him, "Mister...." He paused and turned to look back into those
blind eyes. She continued, "Are you Jesus?"
He stopped in mid-stride ...
and he wondered. He gently went back and said, "No, I am nothing like Jesus - He
is good, kind, caring, loving, and would never have bumped into your display in
the first place.
"The girl gently nodded: "I only asked because I prayed
for Jesus to help me gather the apples. He sent you to help me, so you are like
Him - only He knows who will do His will. Thank you for hearing His call,
Mister."
Then slowly he made his way to catch the later flight with that
question burning and bouncing about in his soul: "Are you
Jesus?"
Do people mistake you for Jesus?
That's our destiny,
is it not? To be so much like Jesus that people cannot tell the difference as we
live and interact with a world that is blind to His love, life and
grace.
If we claim to know Him, we should live, walk and act
as He would. Knowing Him is more than simply quoting scripture and
going to church. It's actually living the Word as life unfolds day to day
.
You are the apple of His eye even though you,
too, have been bruised by a fall. He stopped what He was doing and picked up you
and me on a hill called Calvary and paid in full for our damaged
fruit.
Sometimes we just take things for granted, when we really
need to be sharing what we
know....
"Being happy doesn't
mean everything is perfect.
It means you've decided to see beyond the
imperfections
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