Is Your Heart Right?

I took someone to the bus station in the big city early one morning last week and at five in the morning the downtown area has a distinctly different feel about it. There are no cars or buses running along the streets nor people walking on the sidewalks. It’s eerily quiet except for the constant little commotion at the entrance of the bus station, like that of an ant hill. It doesn’t seem like those in the doorway are coming or going, they’re just there, milling about. Other doorways in the immediate area are filled with overnight transients and homeless, still curled up, clutching their worldly belongings, not yet having awaken from their slumber. Inside the station it’s orderly and quiet. Several are in line anticipating their boarding of a bus while others are sitting in a waiting area busying themselves with coffee, books, iPods and newspapers. There’s a preacher on the TV, but the sound is turned all the way down rendering his message useless. In the midst of all the uncertainty I could feel in the station, there stood out a young man, an employee, who, without question, displayed his authority of organization and availability to help anyone in need. While waiting for the boarding of my charges’ bus, a woman with a noticeable limp, in stocking covered shoeless feet, approached him. He smiled as he spoke with her and as she passed me returning to her seat, she also wore a smile of confidence. In a short while he approached the young female teen I brought to the station, somehow knowing she was traveling alone, to escort her to the bus and an appropriate secure seat for her journey. Then he did the same for the woman he had spoken with earlier. I wonder how many times he’s thanked for his love and compassion as he dutifully performs? Yes, I did, with a hand gesture and a smile, which he returned.
There was once a girl who hated herself for no other reason except she was blind. It seems she also had a hatred for everyone else in the world except for a boyfriend. He was always there for her. She said that if she could only see the world, she would marry him. One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her and she was able to see everything, including her devoted boyfriend. He asked her, “Now that you can see the world, will you marry me?” The girl was shocked when se discovered her boyfriend was blind. Not wanting to be burdened by a “blind” person, she refused to marry him. Her rejected boyfriend walked away in tears obviously heartbroken. The girl who had been so fortunate to have the world opened up to her continued enjoying it day after day trying to never miss a single pleasure life had to offer. One day she received a letter from her ex-boyfriend which simply stated: “I sincerely hope you’re enjoying your new life. Your happiness is all that ever mattered to me. It pleases me to no end, knowing you are able to see the world as you had always dreamed. I would like to ask one parting favor of you, my only love. Please take good care of my eyes.”
[Hebrews 13:1-7] Do you call yourself a Christian? Do you remember what your life was like before? Are you showing and sharing the love brought down from heaven with those around and about you? How often do you thank your Lord and Savior, Jesus, for his sacrifice of life, saving you from your sins? I am a Christian. I am free of sin and guilt. My citizenship is in heaven and I thank my God for that every day. I make myself available, as a servant of God, so others might know Jesus and live in His love, also.