Thursday, February 5, 2009

Stop for the one. This is a phrase that I picked up along the way sometime during my time in Africa. Whether I heard it from a friend, read it in a book, saw it on a sign, or just came up with it myself- it is something that has stuck with me. I was reminded again and again, as I walked down those dusty brown streets in Jinja, Uganda, how Jesus, over and over again during his life on this earth stopped for whoever was in his path. Whether it was a manipulative tax collector, a blind begger, a group of little children, or a samaritan woman- how Jesus stopped what he was doing and put on hold where he was going, to talk with them, to heal them, to hold them....to meet them where they were at. And how I should do the same. Jesus never got too caught up in life to stop for people. He never was in too big of a hurry to heal someone who was sick or hold a little child. I long to have the heart that Jesus has for people. To stop for the one whoever and wherever that person happens to be.