BLISTERED HANDS & MISSING FEET
"Sorry, the food's gone," I told the dude in the wheelchair. I gave him a few donut holes and he was grateful. He asked for some socks and blankets, even Arizona gets cold at night in February. His hands were blistered from pushing a wheelchair around the city streets. We were able to give him a pair of socks and a blanket.
His leg was covered with a bandage that covered a gunshot wound. After spending 10 years in jail, his freedom seems to be shackled in a different cell. Unable to find a job, he returned to the street business that he knew so well. I think he was selling drugs in the wrong hood. Drug dealing gangs don't take kindly to trespassers, they shoot them. He did ask for prayer and cried as I told him that God had a plan for his life.
He continued to cry after we prayed and said that I was about the 9th person that told him about God's plan for his life. Why don't folks listen when God sends so many people to give them the same message? Is the problem with the listener or the messenger?
On the streets of Buffalo, there was a man laying on the sidewalk with his metal leg glistening in the sun. My wife and I stopped and asked if he needed help.He said that he was just waiting for a ride. We prayed and I gave him my card. Several weeks later he called and asked for a ride. We picked him up and drove him downtown. On the way, he told us several stories of how he had billions in the bank but family members were swindling him. I don't know how much truth there was in his words. That was the last I saw of him.
We're supposed to be the hands and feet of Jesus. For years, I've struggled to understand what that means. I know I'm not supposed to lean on my own understanding when it comes to God's plan for my day. My heart wants to help, my brain directs my actions and in the aftermath, my soul still feels empty. Why? If love is the answer, why am I not content to give it? Maybe it's because my heart demands immediate evidence of a victory to help swell the pride in my selfish soul.
Help me God, I want to understand Your wisdom. Fill me with Your love. Force my selfish expectations of immediate gratification out of my mind. Today, I yield completely to You - my whole heart, soul, mind and strength are Yours. I hurt for people with metal feet and blistered hands. How do You want me to help them? Show me the way God.
Amen.
Luke 24:38-39
"And He said to them, “Why are you troubled? And why do doubts arise in your hearts? Behold My hands and My feet, that it is I Myself. Handle Me and see, for a spirit does not have flesh and bones as you see I have.”
Luke 24:45-49
"And He opened their understanding, that they might comprehend the Scriptures.
Then He said to them, “Thus it is written, and thus it was necessary for the Christ to suffer and to rise from the dead the third day, and that repentance and remission of sins should be preached in His name to all nations, beginning at Jerusalem.
And you are witnesses of these things.
Behold, I send the Promise of My Father upon you;
but tarry in the city of Jerusalem until
you are endued with power from on high.”
John 14:26
"But the Helper, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name, he will teach you all things and bring to your remembrance all that I have said to you."
Thanks for your time. Go do something nice for somebody.
JLYASDW
"Sorry, the food's gone," I told the dude in the wheelchair. I gave him a few donut holes and he was grateful. He asked for some socks and blankets, even Arizona gets cold at night in February. His hands were blistered from pushing a wheelchair around the city streets. We were able to give him a pair of socks and a blanket.
His leg was covered with a bandage that covered a gunshot wound. After spending 10 years in jail, his freedom seems to be shackled in a different cell. Unable to find a job, he returned to the street business that he knew so well. I think he was selling drugs in the wrong hood. Drug dealing gangs don't take kindly to trespassers, they shoot them. He did ask for prayer and cried as I told him that God had a plan for his life.
He continued to cry after we prayed and said that I was about the 9th person that told him about God's plan for his life. Why don't folks listen when God sends so many people to give them the same message? Is the problem with the listener or the messenger?
On the streets of Buffalo, there was a man laying on the sidewalk with his metal leg glistening in the sun. My wife and I stopped and asked if he needed help.He said that he was just waiting for a ride. We prayed and I gave him my card. Several weeks later he called and asked for a ride. We picked him up and drove him downtown. On the way, he told us several stories of how he had billions in the bank but family members were swindling him. I don't know how much truth there was in his words. That was the last I saw of him.
We're supposed to be the hands and feet of Jesus. For years, I've struggled to understand what that means. I know I'm not supposed to lean on my own understanding when it comes to God's plan for my day. My heart wants to help, my brain directs my actions and in the aftermath, my soul still feels empty. Why? If love is the answer, why am I not content to give it? Maybe it's because my heart demands immediate evidence of a victory to help swell the pride in my selfish soul.
Help me God, I want to understand Your wisdom. Fill me with Your love. Force my selfish expectations of immediate gratification out of my mind. Today, I yield completely to You - my whole heart, soul, mind and strength are Yours. I hurt for people with metal feet and blistered hands. How do You want me to help them? Show me the way God.
Amen.
Luke 24:38-39
"And He said to them, “Why are you troubled? And why do doubts arise in your hearts? Behold My hands and My feet, that it is I Myself. Handle Me and see, for a spirit does not have flesh and bones as you see I have.”
Luke 24:45-49
"And He opened their understanding, that they might comprehend the Scriptures.
Then He said to them, “Thus it is written, and thus it was necessary for the Christ to suffer and to rise from the dead the third day, and that repentance and remission of sins should be preached in His name to all nations, beginning at Jerusalem.
And you are witnesses of these things.
Behold, I send the Promise of My Father upon you;
but tarry in the city of Jerusalem until
you are endued with power from on high.”
John 14:26
"But the Helper, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name, he will teach you all things and bring to your remembrance all that I have said to you."
Thanks for your time. Go do something nice for somebody.
JLYASDW
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