You Talkin' to Me?
One day I asked God to bring
somebody in my path that I could tell about Jesus. I saw a young man with strange hair, earrings,
safety pins stuck through the skin of his cheeks, and a variety of pin-on
buttons covering his clothing. I felt
God convicting about talking to him as a drove past. I told God that if I saw him again, I would
talk to him and pulled into the bank.
When I walked in the bank, guess who was there? I didn't talk to him,
but left instead. God continued to convict me about it. I told God that if I saw him again (and I
knew I wouldn't) that I would talk to him.
I pulled into a nearby store and guess who was walking through the
parking lot. This time I stopped and
talked with him. As I called out to him,
he asked, "You talkin' to me?"
He was surprised that I would
talk with him. We had a decent conversation about Jesus and parted ways. I never saw him again, but maybe he
eventually responded to God working in his heart and I will see him in heaven. Maybe
the idea that I would talk to him even though he dressed strangely made an
impression on him.
I like to think that I am not
prejudiced, yet I found myself shunning someone that made me feel
uncomfortable. Because someone is in a
wheelchair, shakes, slurs his/her words, or has crazy hair, dresses differently
or whatever makes him/her different should not make me so uneasy that I to fail to tell them about
Jesus.
Jesus needed to travel through Samaria
to get to Jerusalem , but on the way,
He took time for this woman. In this
time and area, the Jews shunned the Samaritans. She was shocked when He requested
some water from her, but that made all the difference for to listen to His
message.
Jesus has time for everyone.
"Then saith the woman of Samaria Samaria
© copyright Kevin T Boekhoff
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