Being Jesus

Today a friend posted on their blog (gratefuladdict) the note below.

Someone . . . prompted by love’s pure compassion . . . placed this note on the van windshield a homeless person was living in.

This note simultaneously blessed and convicted me . . . blessed, aware of my undeserved abundance . . . convicted, how I often ‘lose sight’ of the destitution of ‘others’ less fortunate . . . ‘others’ who, just like myself, Jesus literally ‘loved to death’ some 2,000 years ago . . . and will continue to throughout eternity.

There are no ‘others’ in Jesus’ sight, and my ‘love vision’ needs to focus less on being me, and more on being like Him.

Keep Looking Up . . . His Best is Yet to Come!

For when I was hungry and you gave Me food; I  was thirsty and you gave Me drink; I was a stranger and you took Me in; I was naked and you clothed Me; I was sick and you visited Me; I was in prison and you came to Me.” … “Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch you did it to one of the least of these My brethren, you did it to Me.”

Matthew 25:35, 40