Across the Preacher’s Desk
I read a story not long ago that comes to us out of the days when passenger train travel was the common and popular method of transportation. It seems there was a little crippled boy who was carrying a basket of candy and fruit, hurrying to the passenger gate of the train station as fast as his crutches would permit him to go.
As the passengers rushed through the gate, a fast-moving young business executive accidentally hit the boy’s basket, knocking its contents in every direction. He paused only long enough to severely scold the crippled lad for being in his way.
Another young business man, rushing through the depot, saw the young boy’s distress and immediately began picking up the scattered items. After returning all the contents to the basket, he put a dollar bill in the boy’s hand.
He smiled at his young friend, patted him on the shoulder and said, “Better luck next time!” Then he was on his way.
He was stopped by the question the boy asked him, “Hey mister, are you Jesus?” Turning, the man smiled and said, “No, I’m only one of his followers.”
How different this old world would be if we all would speak and act so that others could see Jesus living in us.
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