Friday, November 18, 2005

Have You Seen Jesus My Lord - Kim Story

Have You Seen Jesus My Lord?
Have you seen Jesus my Lord
He's here in
plain view
Take a look open your eyes
He'll show it to you

She joined the group at the table, clean clothes and wet hair after a hard days work. The fatigue stole her appetite and she was content just to sit and listen to the stories being shared. She should get up and get some water, but maybe in a little while. It’s good just to sit. A brother turns to her, “Are you alright? You’re not eating.”
A smile. She picks up her fork and takes a bite to prove she’s fine. The food tastes better than she anticipated. Maybe she is hungry after all. Another brother joins the table. Before he sits, he scans the group and notices she doesn’t have a cup. “What can I bring you to drink?” His kindness at that moment stings her eyes with a tear.
She chides herself for forgetting her hairbrush. A sister offers to share hers. Throughout the weekend, she never has to ask again. That sister is always ready to hand it to her at the right times.

A brother begins to lead a devotional. She wonders how this will be received by her husband. She hopes it won’t be too preachy or refer to some really obscure account that only the most diligent Bible scholars would know. As she hears of Esther and remembers the Veggie Tales movie, she smiles and catches her husband smiling back at her. “I know this one!” his eyes exclaim. She thanks God for leading this brother today and ditto for brother who shared yesterday.

As they work to remove outside debris and the walls of the house inside, she sees an 11 year old young man who’s working separately from his dad that day. And she sees a brother show him how to hold the tool and gently guide him through the work. She sees the beaming face of that boy who knows he’s making a difference.

As her hand stings from the broken blister, she begins to wonder how she’ll keep the infection away. A brother offers to walk with her across the street to find some Hydrogen Peroxide. He could have just told her to go. It was only a short walk. But he went with her.

She joins a brother and sister who graciously accept a hot cup of coffee on a muggy day. The sweat is already streaming, but somehow they knew that it was important to this man to reciprocate with kindness for the work he saw they doing for his neighbors. By accepting that coffee, they accepted him.

She went to Mississippi to share compassion with others. She hoped that she would have the opportunity to share her faith with others. And while she was there, she saw Jesus her Lord.

By Kim Story

1 comment:

Ed Ditto said...

Kim, how many faces did He have? Were they all "he" faces or were some "she" faces? You made me think of His faces that I have seen. How many of His faces have I not seen or ignored? Thanks for making me think.