Saturday, June 5, 2004

“Truly I tell you, just as you did it to one of the least of these who are members of my family, you did it to me.”
(Matthew 25.40 NRSV)
We are God's hands, His feet, His messengers. If tears are wiped from Antwan's eyes and Emily's eyes and Tommy and Timothy's eyes it will be because we are there ministering to them as representatives of Jesus Christ.

I know, every Christian doesn't have this level of concern. Some unknown author described many of us like this:

I was hungry and you discussed my hunger. Thank you.
I was imprisoned and you prayed for my release. Thank you.
I was naked and you discussed my appearance. Thank you.
I was sick and you knelt and thanked God for your health. Thank you.
I was homeless and you preached to me of the shelter of the love of God. Thank you.
I was lonely and you prayed for me. Thank you.

You seem so holy, so close to God, but I'm still very hungry, and lonely, and naked and homeless and imprisoned and cold and without Christ in my heart.

Those words hurt, don't they? They hurt because they hit too close to home.

All of us can make a real difference.

Dear God, help me to be faithful in being your hands and feet in making a real difference in the lives of your people. Amen.

Ron Newhouse

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