You just never know when and where Jesus beckons us to meet him. This morning we drove by a family holding a car wash for their loved one. We picked up coffee and oatmeal for a quiet morning breakfast at home and as we drove by them a second time the Lord beckoned us to turn around and make a donation. We met the sister of the man who passed away from a motorcycle accident. As we made the donation, she couldn’t tell us enough about her brother. In the midst of the shock and pain in her voice, we heard a woman who wanted to validate her brother’s life by sharing details of the man she loved because he mattered.
It’s in these moments that we see the human spirit on display the way Jesus intended for us to live with love and compassion for one another. We know that we are not meant to do life alone, but how many of us really take this to heart and make time to build community. It takes our most precious commodity to love others and build meaningful relationships, and that precious commodity is our time.
Just like we made “time” and turned around to make the donation and hear the story of this man and his family, it was us that received the greatest blessing because we got to be the hands and feet of Jesus. Life is so precious and fragile and it’s in these encounters with Jesus that we receive those sweet reminders to savor every moment, live with authenticity, and show up for people when the Lord beckons us. To do this, we have to listen to the spirit that lives in us when he nudges us to do something.
I pray this family obtains the resources they need to lay their loved one to rest and that the peace of God that surpasses all understanding surrounds them. Life is so precious and none of us are immune from the loss of a loved one. If we have lived long enough, we have experienced it ourselves. My jefe always told me to show up for others in their time of need because inevitably someone will show up for me in my time of need. He would say “Hoy por ti, y manana por mi.” Wise words that I saw on display when my own daddy passed away, and today when we met this family in their loss.
Let’s be thankful for the “normal” Sunday mornings, and always be mindful and prayerful for those who today wish it was a “normal” Sunday morning.
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