I started by wondering how the people I had interacted with today might have been the hands of Jesus as they touched my life. How had I reacted to those sometimes gentle -- and sometimes, not so gentle -- gestures and touches? Had I seen the face of God in others?
As I drove a bit further, I wondered if I had been Christ to anyone today. Had I made anyone's day better? Had I served another child of God? Had it even crossed my mind before that moment?
I'm glad that I can struggle with that idea. I know that I am not perfect. I also know that I believe in a God that loves me despite my imperfection.
Thank goodness for that!
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