REFLECTING THE IMAGE OF GOD
This is an eye
witness account of an inspirational encounter in New York City on an extremely cold
and snowy day in December.
A small boy 10-year-old was standing in front of a shoe store on Broadway. He was barefooted and shivering in the intense cold as he stood there, peering longingly through the store window. A concerned lady approached the young lad and inquired in a warm and friendly voice, “Son, why are you looking so longingly into this window?” “I was asking God to give me a pair of shoes,” was the little boy’s sober reply.
The lady immediately took him by the hand, went inside the store, and asked the clerk to bring six pairs of socks for the boy. She also asked if he could get a basin of water and a towel. He replied, “Certainly,” and quickly brought the water basin as requested. She took the little child to the rear of the store and, removing her gloves, knelt down, and washed his soiled feet, drying them afterwards with a towel.
By that time the clerk had returned with the socks. Placing a soft pair on the boy’s now-warmed feet, she then purchased a pair of shoes for him. Tying up the remaining pairs of socks, she presented them to him with a smile. She patted him on the head and said, “No doubt, little fellow, you feel more comfortable now.”
As she turned to walk away, the astonished lad caught her by the hand, and with eyes sparkling with admiration and tears, he asked, “Are you GOD’S WIFE?” This generous woman started to cry; she lovingly embraced the child and said “Goodbye, and thank you for blessing me.”
In your daily routine of life, have you ever had the opportunity to reach out and touch someone in need and somehow failed to do it? Who knows? Maybe someone will ask you the same question that needy little boy asked the blessed lady. It might be your opportunity to demonstrate and display that Jesus Christ is alive and well, inside of you.
A small boy 10-year-old was standing in front of a shoe store on Broadway. He was barefooted and shivering in the intense cold as he stood there, peering longingly through the store window. A concerned lady approached the young lad and inquired in a warm and friendly voice, “Son, why are you looking so longingly into this window?” “I was asking God to give me a pair of shoes,” was the little boy’s sober reply.
The lady immediately took him by the hand, went inside the store, and asked the clerk to bring six pairs of socks for the boy. She also asked if he could get a basin of water and a towel. He replied, “Certainly,” and quickly brought the water basin as requested. She took the little child to the rear of the store and, removing her gloves, knelt down, and washed his soiled feet, drying them afterwards with a towel.
By that time the clerk had returned with the socks. Placing a soft pair on the boy’s now-warmed feet, she then purchased a pair of shoes for him. Tying up the remaining pairs of socks, she presented them to him with a smile. She patted him on the head and said, “No doubt, little fellow, you feel more comfortable now.”
As she turned to walk away, the astonished lad caught her by the hand, and with eyes sparkling with admiration and tears, he asked, “Are you GOD’S WIFE?” This generous woman started to cry; she lovingly embraced the child and said “Goodbye, and thank you for blessing me.”
In your daily routine of life, have you ever had the opportunity to reach out and touch someone in need and somehow failed to do it? Who knows? Maybe someone will ask you the same question that needy little boy asked the blessed lady. It might be your opportunity to demonstrate and display that Jesus Christ is alive and well, inside of you.
Whenever it is
possible, let us strive to become the answers
to the prayers of others.
Prayerfully consider the Word of the
Lord:
But whoever has this world’s goods, and sees his brother in need, and
shuts up his heart from him, how does the love of God abide in him?
Sisters and brothers, be continually
blessed, and please (above all else) MAKE SURE YOU ARE READY TO MEET OUR SOON
COMING KING. Maranatha!
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