My friend, may I ask you a question? When we see others in need of the joy that we share because we are saved, washed in the blood of the Lamb, what is our reaction? Do we rush to their aid with words of hope? Or, do we silently pass by in the hope that someone else will lend that comfort?
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When we see others in need of the joy that we share because we are saved, washed in the blood of the Lamb, what is our reaction? Do we rush to their aid with words of hope? Or, do we silently pass by in the hope that someone else will lend that comfort?
Unfortunately, we live in a society that makes it difficult to stop and “do” anything any more. Personal liability dictates that since we may offer the wrong word or espouse the clumsy action we ought not to stop and show kindness at all. The risks are too great. Let some social or civic service to that. What if we do or say the wrong thing? We would be culpable for our actions? Besides, you can never trust what the victim might do. Even worse, what would happen to us if we ended up looking foolish, even stupid in our efforts to offer encouragement to a downtrodden soul?
An elderly widow, restricted in her activities, was looking for a way to use the talents that God had given her. She was eager to serve Christ but just didn’t know how that eagerness could be coupled with action. After praying about this, she realized that she could bring blessing to others by playing the piano. She was a good pianist but was not able to actually bring her piano to others; they needed somehow to come to her. Knowing that this would not be very practical, she despaired that perhaps there was no way to accomplish her goal. Then she hit on an idea. She placed this small ad in the Oakland Tribune: “Pianist will play hymns by phone daily for those who are sick and despondent--the service is free.” The notice included the number to dial. She sat back and waited; wondering if anyone would call. Within days her phone began to ring. When people called, she would ask, “What hymn would you like to hear?” Within a few months her play- ing had brought cheer to several hundred people. Many of them freely poured out their hearts to her, and she was able to help and encourage them.(Source Unknown.)
We read in Scriptures, “For God did not appoint us to suffer wrath but to receive salvation through our Lord Jesus Christ (1 Thessalonians 5:9). There is hope of eternal life in Christ. Is it possible that any of us could be so cruel, so concerned with our a sense of disability and comfort, that we would not share this blessed hope? Perhaps stopping to show kindness and sharing an encouraging word might in fact cause you some embarrassment, even humiliation. The fact is, the more you make the effort to put your faith on the line, the less sensitive you will be to the pain of rejection. Besides, a Christian who cares is a Christian willing to hurt for the sake of others. One instance indeed where pain is good, pain is good.
We pray. Heavenly Father, help us to be encouragers and not discouragers. When we see opportunities in life to lift people up, lead us on and show us how to use even the smallest of skills to bear fruit for the gospel of Jesus Christ. Forgive us when we fail to grasp opportunities because we feel we don’t have the skills or the talents to make a difference. Thank You Father for choosing us to be messengers of the Good News. When we let You down, build us up and give us the opportunity to try and try again. In Jesus name we pray. Amen!
Therefore my friend, do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry for itself; each day has enough trouble of its own. (Matt 6:34) This Passing Day. May this passing day honor our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and be a blessing to you and everyone you meet. Find a stranger and say hello. Don't let another day pass without your day blessing someone else.
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