Today is Monday December 24, 2007. And although my posts on this blog cover inspirational thoughts over many years, a touching story happened yesterday that is worthy of sharing.
I arrived early at Sunday’s service so I could sit on the front row a mere foot from a towering and beautifully decorated Christmas tree. There are only five seats on this row but when I arrived, two were already taken—the isle seat and the second seat next to it.
Excusing myself as I passed the two men sitting there, the young man in the second seat gestured with a slight hand movement for me to take the empty third seat. Since sitting under this massive and magic Christmas tree is personal, I nodded with a thank you opting to sit in the forth seat leaving an empty seat on both sides.
His brief gesture allowed me to observe a twenty-something angelic face that quite honestly resembled what Jesus may have looked like at his age although his clothes betrayed his personal presence. They resembling those of a homeless person more so than a spiritual power, a thought I quickly dismissed. It’s wrong to “judge a book by it’s cover.”
The first row is also first to receive the collection plate. But when the young man passed the velvet-covered collection basket to me, I couldn’t help but notice his angelic smile and the quarter he had carefully placed there. His gratitude was over-flowing and obvious, far greater than mine. It was a Christmas lesson leaving me to wonder who was he really?
Monday, December 24, 2007
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