A couple of years ago a group Diabetes Educators went on a medical convention to Sydney. They had assured their families that they would be home in time for tea (dinner) on Friday night. In their rush with checking in , organising tickets and racing to the boarding lounge, on of them inadvertently knocked over a table which held a display of apples. Apples went everywhere. Without looking back, they all managed to reach their boarding lounge just moments before the last boarding call. All that is - but one. He paused, took a deep breath, got in touch with his feelings, and got a twinge of compassion for the young girl who had her apple display knocked over.
He told his mates to go on without him, waved goodbye and asked one of them to call his wife when they reached Perth and tell her he was taking a later flight. He returned to the terminal, where the apples were all over the floor. He was glad he did. The 15 year old girl who was selling the apples was totally blind . She was softly weeping , tears running down her cheeks in frustration and at the same time hopelessly groping around the floor for her spilled produce as the crowd swirled around her, no one stopping to help and no one caring about her plight.
The Diabetes Educator knelt on the floor with her, gathered up the apples, put them in baskets and helped set up the display once more. As he did this he noticed that some of the apples had been battered and bruised. These ones he set aside in a separate basket. When he had finished he pulled out his wallet and said to the young girl," Here please take this $30 for the damage we caused. Are you OK?"
She nodded through her tears. He continued on with, " I hope we didn't spoil your day too much."
As the Educator walked away, the bewildered blind girl called out to him," Mister...." He paused, turned and looked into those blind eyes. She continued," Are you Jesus?"
He stopped in middle stride and he wondered. Then slowly made his way to catch the later flight, with that question bouncing around in his soul, "Are you Jesus?"
Do people mistake you for Jesus ?
That's our destiny, is it not? To be so much like Jesus that people cannot tell the difference, as we live and interact with a world that is blind to His love, life and grace.
If we claim to know Him, we should act, walk and live as He would. Knowing Him is more than just reading the Bible and going to church. It is living the Word as life unfolds day by day. You are the apple of His eye, even though we have been bruised by a fall. He stopped what He was doing and picked you and me up on a hill called Calvary and paid in full for our damaged fruit.
LET US ALL LIVE LIKE WE ARE WORTH THE PRICE HE PAID