On a bright summer morning, 4 family men (who were also
business partners and friends) left their houses to meet up at the airport for
a business trip to Chicago. They had all told their wives they will be back in
the evening for dinner. The day went smooth and they were done just in time to
catch the flight back home to be with their wives. As they rushed to the
airport hoping to make it on time for the earlier flight, one of them got
tangled up with a girl selling apples scattering them all over the place. Still
running towards the boarding section he beckoned back, at the top of his voice,
he said, “I’m sorry”. Luckily for them, they won the race with time to meet
their flight. However, on the boarding queue Mark couldn’t stop thinking about
the girl and her apples. He turned to Rory, saying, “please tell Kat I’m sorry
but I’ll try and make it back tonight”.
Rory didn’t understand at first and before he could, Mark
was gone – he had gone back to the girl with the apples.
Scheming through the
crowd in the area, he saw the little girl kneeling as she tried to gather her
apples (at least the ones not ruined). Filled with guilt, he rushed down in a
bid to help her. Down on his knees he continued to apologise, looking up at
her, he noticed she was blind. Pained at heart, his guilt deepens. As he put
the apples back in the tray, he shuffles a couple of $20 notes while handing
the apples back, “For the ruined apples”. Turning to leave, Mark felt a subtle
tug on his shirt and a little voice saying, “Excuse me sir”; it was the blind
girl, eyes full of tears: she was
overcome with emotions. He turned again to look at her and being aware of
his attention; she proceeded to ask her question, “Are you Jesus?”
A soul searching question at the end of that story, I wonder
how many of us have been asked that question (in that context) when we come in
contact with people.
A love poem read said;
Some days are beautiful; the sun is shining
over us, the birds are chirping away
The innocence in your eyes, the smile on
your lips, the subtleness in your words
And I remember why we’re perfect together…
I’m not good with words, but you’re a good
listener,
You’re not always confident but I can help
you with that
I’m clumsy and rough but you still love me
I could go on and on, because that’s why we
love each other
Not only for the obvious things but for the
things we do for each other
Love is in all of us and by allowing it come to the fore we negate our differences in an ever hostile world and begin to embrace the peace of Jesus... "that was shed abroad in our hearts"
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