“It has taken me a while to learn that there is no “them” and “us” in the eyes of God.”, writes Bev Curtis in today’s Religion section of the Edmonton Journal. Bev Curtis’ story will resonate well withÂ “mission-types”; it’s a wonderful piece of writing.
But the experience of being blessed by giving, is something that is not reserved for mission or church workers, it’s a universal human experience. It’s a sign our common humanity points to something far beyond our hide-bound individualism. In Matthew 25 terms, the Jesus we serve in others always brings out the Jesus in us, and vice versa. Through active compassion the categories break down.
I wish this, no “us” and “them” lesson, was one that once learned, always remembered. In my case, I find I need refreshers. The categories need deconstructing every day. And the deconstruction is only done through acts of human kindness.
Which brings me to my wife.Â DebbieÂ works at an inner-city mission as aÂ Human Resources consultant. Her door revolvesÂ with, as they say,Â people issues. She told me this morning of theÂ thought that crossed her mindÂ as one more “unscheduled” person knocked on her door the other day. “You’re interupting my day…!”
However, she did invite the person in and she listened and learned and cared and after, felt encouraged and inspired.
You’re interupting my day…no, you are my day.