How Simple It Can Be

It was two weeks ago, when I first noticed her.  She is a young gal in her late teens, early twenties, pretty girl with long blonde hair.  She was sitting in the same section I sit in at church.   Just before the service began I saw her go over to a gal about her same age who had just sat down by herself a few rows in front of me.  The young blonde made her way down the stairs from where she was sitting, greeted the other gal with a hug and invited her to sit with her and her friends.  They both made there way back up the stairs and sat together with a group of about 4 others.  I thought nothing of it at the time until this past Sunday.  A similar scenario… a young gal, rather heavyset came in a sat down by herself.  Not more than 30 seconds had passed before the young blonde came to the gal’s row.  This time though instead of inviting her to where she had been sitting, she asked if she could sit next to her.  The gal agreed and I saw the blonde introduce herself and shake hands.  It’s so simple – but so powerful.

This gal has a ministry!  It may not be to preach in front of a congregation.  It may not be to teach a Sunday School class, or to visit the sick in the hospital and pray for them.  But you can be sure, this young woman has a ministry.  As I thought of her it dawned on me that about a year ago she sat with me too!  I usually sit alone on Sunday mornings and this same gal came and asked to sit with me.  (I’m embarrassed I don’t remember her name and it didn’t dawn on me until just a couple days ago that I too was a recipient of her kindness.)  She was delightful!  She asked me how long I had been coming to the church and if I was involved in any of the ministries.  She was kind and loving and just didn’t want me to sit alone that day.

What an incredible gift this gal gives every Sunday.  How many of us are thinking on a Sunday morning… “Gosh I hope the sermon doesn’t run too long,” or “Could the music be any louder?” or “What am I going to have for lunch?”  But not this gal.  She is looking for opportunities where she can bless someone else.  She is secure in knowing that she has something to offer… herself.  She’s not preaching the gospel to the people she’s sitting next to.  She’s merely offering her presence as a gift – a smile, a handshake, a simple conversation.  And the Lord is using that offering to touch others with His love.

I haven’t talked a lot of “being the glove” in recent posts.  But when I saw this example, how could I not be reminded of how the Lord wants us to be the glove on His hand!  What an amazing example of how simple it can be.  She is open.  She knows God has equipped her.  She is looking for opportunities and not focused on herself, or her comfort, or her needs, or what she wants from everyone else.  And she gives what she has to give… herself.  God does the rest. 

We have the same opportunity each an every day!  Every person that crosses our path is a person we can touch with the love of Christ.  It doesn’t have to be reciting scripture to them or preaching to them.  It is being available to let His love touch them through us.  What an amazing privilege we have every second we’re alive IF we’re willing, we’re open, we believe that He can use us, and we’re actively seeking the opportunities He gives us.

Lord, bless this young gal!  Thank you for letting me be blessed by her and for allowing me to be a witness of her incredible example.  May we all keep our focus on you, not ourselves, and may we be actively seeking ways in which you can use us to touch the lives of others.  Thank you for wanting to love others through us.  Help us to never take that for granted.  We love you.  Thank you for loving us so much that you fill us to overflowing.  In Jesus’ name, amen.

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