THE DEVIL AND US

Lent begins with temptation! It is our constant companion on the road less traveled. It comes in many forms- candy, alcohol, people pleasing, sexual relationships, cheating, lying, manipulating, stealing, quitting, self-absorption, idolatry, and more. It depends on the person, of course, but we all hear the tempting voices that call are name and see the sights that blow our minds. I think it was Will Rogers who said that there are many tempting parking places along our road and I can attest to that. For years I didn't have any trouble with temptation because I embraced it most of the time. It was simply a way of life, which I didn't give much thought, but after I accepted Christ, I saw sin, as sin, for the first time... and the things that tempted me seemed much more threatening. They also changed in form. I wasn't tempted very often to lie and I was no longer tempted to drink and smoke at all... but I WAS tempted to serve Christ on my own terms, to take shortcuts when they seemed advantageous, to take pride in my own righteousness, to preach about things that I didn't practice, and to ignore God's voice when it wasn't convenient for me to answer.

So, it's been a long time since I've been tempted to steal a pack of my dad's cigarettes or make up stories about where I had been, but the temptation to make my spiritual journey all about me still rears its head now and then, as does the temptation to have my own way. These, I think, are the greatest temptations- to serve Christ on our own terms and to serve him without sacrifice- and they have always been around. In the garden of Eden, Diabolos tempted Eve with seeds of doubt about God's motives and concern for her welfare and in the Judean wilderness, Diabolos tried to get Jesus to abandon his trust in his Father. He sowed seeds of doubt in both cases, but I think the account of Jesus' temptations is quite informative for our purposes.

As you know, when Jesus was baptized, God affirmed him and expressed His love. It was a promising first step toward Calvary, but even before his hair had dried, Jesus was “pushed” into the wilderness and tempted by the devil. Jesus was hungry and exhausted when the Tempter said, “IF you are the Son of God, tell these stones to become bread,” where the operative word is "if," as in doubt. Take matters into your own hands, Jesus! Feed yourself, Jesus! God knows that you'll need strength to carry your cross. But Jesus replied, “Man shall not live by bread alone, but on every word that comes out of the mouth of God.” Jesus needed bread, of course. We all do, but NOT in place of His Father’s word. Along the way, we’ll be tempted to meet our own needs first. We may even be tempted to believe that God wants us to “feed ourselves,” but nothing satisfies like the word of God.

Please note that Jesus was armed with God's word and reassured in the prayers he offered daily. No amount of will power is more effective than simply being prepared and spiritually fit. Go ahead, the Devil seemed to have concluded, and suffer if you must... but let me suggest that you make a name for yourself (which is really just another way of making it all about you). Look, the Tempter seemed to say, you can spend years walking around Galilee, teaching and healing a person now and then… OR you can make headlines by hurling yourself off of the highest point of the temple. Why, the entire city will turn out to watch and you will be a sensation. And IF you are God's Son, you know that God will save you before you hit the ground. It’s a no-brainer… unless, of course, you don’t trust your Father… or aren’t even His Son. The Devil made more appeals to self, more attempts to sow doubt, but Jesus replied, “It is also written: do not put the Lord your God to the test.”

Jesus knew who and whose he was, which is perhaps the best deterrent against temptation, and he would not serve God on his own terms. Tempting Jesus to put himself first didn’t work. Tempting Jesus to force God’s hand didn’t work. So, the Diabolos took Jesus up to the top of a high mountain, and said, Look, Jesus. Look. Just look at it. It can all be yours… “if you bow down and worship me.” Why die for a world that you can own? Why hang on a cross when you can sit on a throne? It’s your choice, Jesus… serve God and go to a cross. Serve me and rule the world. Why invite people to follow you when you can order them to obey? What do you say? And Jesus said, “Get away, Satan! For it is written: ‘Worship the Lord your God, and serve Him only.”

Jesus was never tempted to smoke and carouse, or sneak a candy bar now and then. He was never tempted to rob a bank or scam some person in need, and you're not either. Our temptations are not that bold and transparent. Instead, like Jesus, we are tempted 1) to seek an easier and softer way of serving God, 2) to put ourselves first whenever we have to, 3) to trade God's long-term promises for our own immediate gratification, 4) to pick and choose what parts of God's Word we intend to obey, and 5) to let our own EGO “edge God out. ” Lent is upon us. Temptation will be around, and we will be far better off if we 1) know who and whose we are, 2) build our relationship with God by praying and studying, and 3) if we stay away from the people and places that we know to be trouble. Let's covenant to stay alert, build up our spiritual strength, stay out of harm's way, and most importantly, trust in God alone. Amen, 

GOD DON'T BULLY US!

In the novel, Cold Sassy Tree, 14 year-old Will and his grandpa talk about life and prayer. One day, Will nearly gets killed by a train because he is playing on a railroad trestle. "Grandpa," he asks, "You think I'm still alive cause it was God's will?" "Naw," grandpa replies, "You livin' cause you had the good sense to fall down twixt them tracks." Will wasn't to be dissuaded. "Maybe God gave me the idea,"he said. But grandpa was firm. "You can believe that son, if you believe that it was God's idea for you to play up on that there trestle in the first place. What God gave you was a brain. It is will for you to use it, particularly when a train's comin'. Will continued with his questions, "Grandpa, do you think it was God's will for Bluford Jackson to get lockjaw and die?" Grandpa spoke kindly, "The Lord don't make firecrackers son. It's just too bad poor Blu didn't be more careful." Will was perplexed, and asked, "You don't think God wills any of the things that happen to us? "Maybe. Maybe not," grandpa replied. Will said, "Mama and papa think he does." Grandpa licked the meringue off of his fork and offered a bit of wisdom. "Life bullies us son, but God don't," he concluded.
     
Freedom, grace, God's plan, and our responsibility- these are interesting things to ponder. Years ago a young professional was killed by lightning in Joliet, IL. He was a member of our church and I rushed to his grieving wife's side. Wanting to lift some of her burden, I said, "God doesn't cause these things to happen. They just happen, but God is there for us when they do happen... and He will give you a soft place to fall and wipe your tears." In my mind, it was a comforting comment about a God who suffers with us, but the young widow saw it differently. "I think you're wrong," she replied, "I don't believe things just happen. I believe that God makes things happen, but most often for reasons that we can't understand." Wow, I thought, she would rather believe that God was behind her husband's death... than struggle with the thought that bad things just happen to good people!
     
As for me, I don't know. Who knows? God can do anything, I know that, but I also know that "stuff" happens. And I agree with grandpa: God don't bully us! Life does. Events do, bosses do, sometimes loved ones do... but I think of God as a Comforter, a Healer, and an Inviter. God comes to our door and knocks- I believe that. God give us "holy coincidences" to guide us. I believe that too because God's been present in my life on many occasions. God may "test" us, even "tempt" us, but I think that God is best at forgiving us and empowering us. God, I think, walks with us and carries us when things are really tough, but I'm not convinced that God wants us to play on railway trestles. Bad things have happened to people I have loved with all of my heart... but that doesn't God was somehow pushing and shoving on them. In time, I will see all things clearly, but for now, I'm comfortable believing that God doesn't bully me. What do you think?

ON DUCKS AND SALT

The Danish philosopher and theologian, Soren Kierkegaard, was often critical of the church. He was critical of the clergy who watered down Jesus’ message as to make it a whole other gospel, and he was critical of the people, whose everyday lives lacked passion and commitment. To illustrate this, he told the story of a land inhabited only by ducks. And of duck church. One fine Lord’s Day, he wrote, all of the ducks waddled to duck church, where the pastor duck stood to deliver his homily. He opened his duck Bible and spoke of God’s great gift to ducks—wings. “With wings”, said the duck preacher, “we ducks can fly! We can mount up like eagles and soar! We can escape the confinement of pens and fences and know the euphoria of unfettered freedom! We must give God thanks for such a great gift!” To which all of the ducks in duck church stood to their feet with a hearty “Amen!” And then they waddled home.

There are a lot of things that Christ said that his followers don’t seem to take seriously. They seem to think he was exaggerating to make a point, or that someone misunderstood him or took his words out of context, but surely he didn’t mean it when he said… we must love our enemies and our neighbors every bit as much as we love ourselves. Who among us loves our neighbors quite as much as we love ourself? He couldn’t have been serious when he told us that we will not enter the Kingdom of Heaven unless we serve the poor, no matter how well we behave ourselves, and who can take his admonition to forgive "70 times 7" as the gospel, when we have trouble forgiving at all. When we hear these passages, we tune them out. We are “artful dodgers,” to use another phrase from Kierkegaard, pretending that we can’t quite understand Scripture, when in truth, we often just don’t want to live it out in our own lives.

This is certainly true with Jesus’ Sermon on the Mount, which many Christians don’t really know- it goes on for three chapters- and don’t even consider putting into practice. It seems that Jesus must have speaking poetically or abstractly when he gave this sermon. Blessed are the meek, he said- try being meek down at my office, we say. Blessed are the merciful he said- blessed are those who are demanding and uncompromising, we say. Blessed are those who are passionate about doing the right thing, he said; blessed are those who hunger for power, pleasure, and possessions, we say. It’s hard for us to take some of the things Jesus said seriously, as if he really meant them. He might as well ask us to fly.

It’s not easy to be a practicing Christian, but I don’t think Jesus was kidding or given to hyperbole when he delivered his Sermon of the Mount. You are the salt of the world, he said! Look, Jesus said- in a statement that will either amuse us or shock us because it is so big- you are the salt of the earth. Not your government, not some agency, not your neighbor, but you! Salt keeps things alive. It makes them useful and sometimes flavorable. Without you, without your ministries and without your witness to my love, the world will continue to decay. You are the life-sustaining salt that will preserve hope and joy in a world that desperately needs both. It’s up to you, but if you lose your flavor, your will, your zest… if you settle for waddling, if you won’t love one another in ways that no one can miss, you will be worth little more than the salt we throw on our paths, for people to walk on.

You, Jesus said, you uneducated fishermen, you born-again sinners, you high tech sophisticates, you mothers and fathers who are at wit’s end, you who have been burdened and disoriented by loss, and you who were in the hands of demons… all of you who call me Lord… YOU are the light of the world! You have discovered the fullness and purpose of life. You have claimed a joy that knows no end- so let your love shine like a beacon to the world. Let it shine, especially in the dark places, and people will come to see what’s going on for themselves. Don’t hide the confidence that you have in your hearts. Don’t hide the joy that burns in your spirit. Let others see your works, show them mercy, startle them with the love you have for one another… and they will respond because their hearts are burdened with trials and fears, and because they, too, hunger to be accepted and loved. Show that you love me by loving them, show that you have been forgiven by forgiving them, show them that there really is a place where people walk hand-in-hand and praise God as they walk along. 

You know the truth and the way, so let your light shine! Let them see that your love is genuine, your hearts are pure and that your joy runs deep… and they will be blessed by the light that shines through you. They will see that you are different and when they ask how did this happen to you, tell them to “come and see” what I can do for them. All of you who have answered his call… who have gathered around to hear this sermon- are the salt of the earth and the light of the world. No kidding. Really. We have life-preserving, light-giving work to do. So let’s get to work and put the Sermon on the Mount into action! Amen.

WHAT'S THE SCORE?

Would you enjoy watching football if there was no score? If the teams were simply trying their best, would you be entertained… or do you need a score? Would you play golf if there was no score… or would not having a score defeat its purpose? Someone should write an ode to the score because it means so much to us! How would who know who's getting ahead and who's falling behind... without a score? How would we know who's worth knowing and who isn't... without a score? Is “quality of life” scored by the neighborhood in which we live, the things that we own, the number of people who know our name, the number of people whom we love, the peace that abides in our heart?  There has to be a score! Otherwise, how will we ever know if we, or someone else, is worth applauding, emulating, or adoring? 

Sometimes we want our children to be our "score." If they attend the right colleges, pursue the right occupations, earn the right amount of money… we give ourselves a good score. Some men keep score of their manliness by the number of woman they’ve "known" and some women keep score by the number of shoes they own. Different people… give different points… to different things... but there's always a score! Otherwise, we would never really know how well we're doing as a man, woman, mother, father, son, or daughter, would we? And it's tempting to think that the same thing applies to our relationship with God. Some people believe that the extent to which God loves us... is revealed in the blessings we can show. Thus, if we're wealthy and healthy, God must be pleased with us, but if we're poor, addicted, or simply struggling to fit in, it's plain to see that we have not pleased God.

Good people have good things. Good Christians attend good churches. Good homes are orderly homes. God helps those who help themselves and people who help themselves please God. Every one keeps score. Every one needs a high score. It's as plain to see. Our scores are reflected in how we're doing and how we're doing is reflected in the things we own and wear, in the crowds we "hang out" with, and in the places we go. Everyone is keeping score, it seems, on our "goodness," our "attractiveness," our general "worth." Everyone EXCEPT GOD, that is!

Friends, here is the good news: God does NOT keep score! There are no scorecards in the kingdom. It's all about grace and nothing else. People of faith love their neighbors as themselves, they let their lights shine, they pick people up when they see them down- they do many, many wonderful things... for Christ's sake... but there is no score! For those of us who try so very hard to be good, this can be  frustrating. People who color outside the lines should not receive an “A.” For those of us who worship decency and order, it doesn’t seem “fair” to throw the scorecards away. And it’s not! It’s NOT fair. Not at all… but it is Amazing Grace! Like the Psalmist said so centuries ago, “If you, Lord, kept a record of sins, Lord, who could stand?” (Ps. 130:3)

Questions to Ponder

Who is the most successful person you know?  How did you reach this conclusion?

The most loving person you know?  The best Christian you know? How do you know?

Does the picture of "not having a score" give you an image of freedom... or chaos?

How can Christ say, "Well done, good and faithful servant," if He doesn't keep score?

IS GOD CALLING YOU?

      In the year that King Uzziah died, Isaiah saw the Lord... and when God asked, "Whom shall I send?" he raised his hand and cried, "Here I am, Lord, send me!" God called Moses as he inspected a bush that wouldn't quit burning and Jesus called the sons of Zebedee as they were mending their nets. The Bible is filled with stories of people who were called by God to do things both great and ordinary. But God is still calling us to feed the poor, clothe the naked, patch up the broken, lift up the fallen, teach his word, pray for others, sing songs of praise, visit the lonely, heal the sick, and do all we can to make things just in our world. We may be called to do these things in ways big and small... but we are all called to serve and bless others in God's name. We are all called to use our God-given gifts for God's purpose and with that in mind, I would like to list a few of the ways in which God May be Calling You,

9) IN VISIONS. In days of old, God often called people in visions, but we no longer trust them. We are suspicious of things that can't be measured or explained. We have given our hearts to science and I doubt if many of us are given to visions. However... people still have visions. They envision a just world at peace, a world of opportunity, a safe world, a world at peace... and they spend their lives trying to fulfill their visions. You may be one of them;

8) THROUGH PERSISTENT EMPTINESS. Before I embraced God's call in my life, I had a deep and persistent sense of emptiness... which never really went away. Promotions, job changes, new communities- I experienced each of them more than once. I was running hard, but I was running in circles. I was climbing a ladder, but it wasn't going anywhere. I had a constant "is-this-all-there-is" feeling, and I would still have that empty feeling if I hadn't done business with God's call. Augustine noted that our hearts will never rest until they rest in God, and God may be speaking to you through your emptiness;

7) THROUGH THE ISSUES OF OUR TIME. We are all lodged in a specific time and place, and therefore, God often calls us through the issues of our own time. In the 19th century that issue would likely have been slavery and restoration; through much of the 20th century, that issue might have been women's rights; and today, our set of issues includes the full inclusion of gay people in our churches and civil affairs, gun violence, climate, vanishing jobs, abortion rights, and more. God might be calling you to get involved in issues that are on your plate. What is bothering you? What needs to be changed?

6) THROUGH THE TALENTS WE POSSESS. I've heard it said that you can't teach a pig to sing because it doesn't work and it annoys the pig. Well, although God can do anything, God often calls us through the talents we have already been given... which explains why I've never been called to sing... or be a basketball player. I don't have the talents required for these things and I shouldn't put God to the test by insisting that I do. If people often tell you that you have the talents to be a good- let's say, teacher or greeter, they may be speaking for God;

5) THROUGH A NAGGING DESIRE. Let's be clear: many of our desires are not from God, especially if they are self-serving and harmful to oneself or others. Over the course of my life there have been many things that I wanted... which God did not want me to want. However, if you can't shake a desire to do or be something that fulfills you and meets one of the world's needs, your nagging desire may from God on the line. T.S. Eliot called God the "hound of heaven" because God just wouldn't let him rest;

4) THROUGH OUR LIFE EXPERIENCES. When my wife was in the hospital, one of her nurses was a man named John... who had been a combat marine in Iraq. John was shot in the stomach on the battlefield and because a couple of nurses gave him great care, he decided to become a nurse himself. Several of the people I met in the treatment center went on to be addiction counselors themselves. Many people give their hearts and their lives to that one thing that "saved" them... and you may be one of them.

3) THROUGH YOUR TEARS. Since God's calls always engage the heart, we can often "hear" God's voice in our tears and our passions. What makes you cry? When you read the news, ponder life, or experience an event that shakes us (and our family) to the core, what stirs our emotions? Quite frequently, our call is wrapped in a broken heart and/or an outrage.

2) IN PRAYER. Prayer is essentially "God-talk," but I'm actually talking about LISTENING. If we don't listen, won't hear a word, but if we do listen... to the thoughts that cross our mind and stir our heart when we're centered in prayer, or sometimes just to our own words... God will answer. If we approach God sincerely and let go of our own agendas, God will talk to us. Listen to the silence and God will lead you on;

1) IN SCRIPTURE. If you read the Bible, God will speak to you. Indeed, virtually every page of the Bible includes a discovery, an encounter, direction for life, maybe a challenge, and/or affirmation! God voice is most clearly heard in Scripture... so open your Bibles! Attend a class, join a small group, buy a devotional, come to church. Invest in God's word and it will change your life!

      Unfortunately, it may happen that God's plans for us and our plans won't be the same. It may happen that God's call will cost us something as small as inconvenience or something much bigger, like a way of life. We may simply choose to "let the phone ring" when God calls. We may modify God's call to fit us better or we may say "yes," when we mean "no." We may, of course, embrace God's call and experience the joy of being God's. It's hard to say, but one thing is for sure- God is calling!

I AM BAPTIZED

      On both of our trips to Israel, I was blessed to baptize some of the men and women who were traveling with us. We put on our baptism robes and walked into the Jordan River together. We stood in water about chest-deep, faced our cohorts on the shore, said the words that we say for any baptism, and then I dunked each one into the water three times. I baptize you in the name of the Father (dunk), and the Son (dunk), and the Holy Ghost (dunk). Each of them was visibly moved when they came up from the water, many of them to tears. Their tears mingled with the water on their faces and the joy in their hearts because God's presence was palpable. They were sure, I think, that God was present, just as much as any one of us was present, and that He was cheering them on! I think they believed that they were in God's hands and that they would be okay, no matter what happened in the future. 
      It was a powerful moment and it reminded me of a country song called "Baptism," which goes like this in part:
"The summer breeze, made ripples on the pond/Rattled through the reeds and the willow trees beyond/ Daddy in his good hat, mama in her Sunday dress/ Watched with pride, as I stood there in the water up to my chest/As the preacher spoke about the cleansing blood/I sank my toes into that East Tennessee mud/And it was down with the old man, up with the new/Raised to walk in the way of light and truth/I didn't see no angels, just a few saints on the shore/But I felt like a new born baby, cradled up in the arms of the Lord." 
     No doubt, being cradled in the arms of the Lord is a big part of any baptism, but it's also true that baptism is just the beginning of our journey with God. I'm sure that those who were baptized in the Jordan experienced God's love, but they were also claimed as a child of God and empowered to go forth in confidence. Some of them may have heard God saying, "This is my child, with whom I'm well pleased," but they also heard God's call to "Go on, into the wilderness, knowing that you're mine and that I'll never let you go." Baptism is a sacrament of grace, but baptism is also about empowerment and identity because all baptized Christians are kin to one another. Trusting that God is with us, we are on a journey together, following Christ, as he leads us into places where people need him, and where we can be of use. 
      There are many things that we could talk about concerning baptism- dunking/sprinkling, infant/adult, the reason why Christ was baptized by John, and more... but at the moment, I simply want to urge you to celebrate and lean on your own baptism as you go through life. Don't let it go. Claim your identity as a child of God as often as you need to! I want to encourage you to keep your baptism alive so that it will strengthen you and remind you of who and whose you are. Whenever Martin Luther was tempted or threatened, he would repeat these words again and again: Baptimatus Sum. Baptimatus Sum. It became his mantra. I am baptized. I am God's! Baptimatus Sum. 
      I don't watch a lot of movies, but I recall a movie in which Cher was being pursued by a man who wanted to have an affair with her. He was persistent, but she was resistant. Finally he asked her why, and she said, "Because I know who I am." Knowing who we are is an important and empowering thing. Knowing what we believe, what we'll do and what we won't do, and whom we belong to guides us, protects us, and reassures us. Knowing that we are God's- baptimus sum- is more than enough for our journey! I will close with a baptism song that means a lot to me. It's called "A Borning Song," and it goes like this: 

"I was there to hear your borning cry/ I'll be there when you are old/I rejoiced the day you were baptized, to see your life unfold/I was there when you were but a child, with a faith to suit you well/In a blaze of light you wandered off/to find where demons dwell/When you heard the wonder of the Word/I was there to cheer you on/You were raised to praise the living Lord, to whom you now belong/If you find someone to share your time/and you join your hearts as one/I'll be there to make your verses rhyme/from dusk 'till rising sun/ In the middle ages of your life/not too old, no longer young/I'll be there to guide you through the night/complete what I've begun/When the evening gently closes in/and you shut your weary eyes/I'll be there as I have always been...with just one more surprise.” Amen.
    

         

           

ON PROSTITUTES AND BUMS

      I woke up this morning with prostitutes on my mind. I recalled the time when Sherry and I were showing her cousin where I attended seminary. We stopped at a restaurant in Hyde Park and her cousin asked me if I knew how much prostitutes charged in the area. His wife wondered why he would ask such a question and my wife noted that I "better not know the answer." I still laugh about that moment from time to time, but recently I came across a fictional dialogue that wasn't humorous at all. According to the story, a man and a women were walking along when they saw a old woman lying in the snow. There she was and the man asked his partner, "Is she drunk, or is she just a bum?" "Just a bum," his cohort replied, "Been a bum for years." "And before that? What was she before that?" "A whore in Alaska. Just a whore in Alaska." "And before that? She couldn't have been a whore all of her life. What was she before that?" "I don't know. Somebody's kid I guess." "Somebody's kid," the man noted, "now that's something. It's not a bum. It's not a whore. Somebody's kid is something. Let's take her in."
      We are more that what we do or what becomes of us. But it's the third story that speaks of God's presence in the most unlikely of places. I read it in one of Philip Yancey's books, but it's a story about Tony Campolo, who couldn't get to sleep one night after he had arrived in Hawaii. So he ventured out in search of an early breakfast and found a dingy diner. He ordered a coffee and sat down, when "eight or nine prostitutes" entered the diner. They had just gotten off work, but their demeanor made Tony nervous. He was about to leave when he heard a woman named "Agnes" tell her friend that the next day would be her birthday. "You know," she said, "Tomorrow's my birthday." And her friend said something to the effect of "So what? You want me to sing Happy Birthday to you or get you a cake?" Agnes replied, "I don't want anything from you? I've never had a birthday cake in my life and I don't expect to get one now." With that they left the diner... and it was then that Campolo and the owner of the diner, a man named "Harry," agreed to throw a surprise party for Agnes the following night. By 2:00am on the following day, the diner was set for Agnes' party. There was a sign that read, "Happy Birthday, Agnes," and a beautiful cake. There were decorations too and the diner was filled with "street people" who had received the word. Then, at exactly 2:30am, Agnes walked in... and everyone shouted, "Happy Birthday, Agnes!" Agnes was shocked... but when she saw the cake she began to sob. "Cut the cake," the people shouted, but Agnes didn't want to, not then. She said she wanted to take it home and look at it for awhile. She said she lived just a couple of doors down the street and would be right back. And then she left. While she was gone, Tony led the crowd in prayer for Agnes, and that prompted Harry to confront him. "You didn't tell me," Harry said, "that you're some kind of a preacher. What kind of church do you belong to?" "I belong to the kind of church that would throw a birthday party in the middle of the night for a prostitute," Campolo replied. "No, no, you don't," Harry said, "There ain't no church like that! If there was a church like that, I would join it. Yep, I would join a church like that!"
      In the 25th chapter of Matthew, we're invited to gather around Christ's throne when He reveals "who's in and who's out." According to Matthew, Christ will  welcome those who are congregated on the right into the kingdom of heaven. "Come on in," he will say. "Come on in and claim the inheritance that has been prepared for you...because you fed me when I was hungry and when I was thirsty, you gave me a drink. When I was naked and in need of clothing, you clothed me, and when I was lonely, you took the time to visit me. When I had fallen by the roadside, you patched me up, and when I was a stranger, you invited me in. When I stood in the graveyard, you stood with me and you cried too! You ministered to me in all of these ways because I appeared to you as one of the "least among you." O Lord, may we see Christ is every person we meet. May we have eyes that see Jesus when we see an old woman lying in the snow, or an old man lying by our gate. May we have eyes that see Christ in the wheelchair parades that go in and out of the dining rooms in our nursing centers. May we see Christ in our unemployment lines, and in our food lines. May we see Christ sitting next to us in church, across the table from us at home, serving us at the diner, begging on the corner. May we be wise enough to see Christ in his manger, in his carpentry shop, in the empty faces of those who have lost hope, and on Calvary's Hill, where they are too blind to see who he really is and what he is doing for them.
      Some people call them "aha" moments, others call them "God things," or "holy coincidences," but  most of us know what it is to experience God's grace, or God's call, and God's presence in the most unexpected places. I pray that with eyes of faith I will see Christ in a regular way, as he comes to me in unexpected people and places. And I pray that, once in awhile, now and then, in some flickering but real way, I will also see the Image of God when I look in the mirror. Amen!