Jesus Help Me

John 17:23New Living Translation (NLT)

²³ I am in them and you are in me. May they experience such perfect unity that the world will know that you sent me and that you love them as much as you love me.

 

 

 Are You Jesus?

My mother-in-law, known to us all as Mom O., gave us this little book, and this morning I decided to pick it up and read it.

I didn’t even get through the Prologue and I began crying…it doesn’t take much for me to do that though…I love that the Spirit of God gives us tender hearts. Bob does this quite often too; his heart is tender and pliable in the hands of God. Sorry I got off track….(A.D.D.) lol

The book, Rediscover Jesus, written by: Matthew Kelly.

It was the biggest meeting of Paul’s life, and it had gone well. He couldn’t wait to tell his wife and his boss. As he rushed out of the Brooklyn office building with the rest of the team, they noticed a vacant cab, yelling to get the driver’s attention. But as they made their way across the sidewalk, they inadvertently knocked over a small produce stand. The rest of the team seemed oblivious until Paul stopped and turned around to go back.

From beside the taxi the others called out to Paul, “Come on, you’ll miss your flight.”

“Go ahead without me,” Paul replied as he made his way back across the street toward the sidewalk covered produce. At that moment, he realized that the woman who had been behind the produce stand was blind. She was just standing there crying softly with tears running down her face.

“It’s OK, it’s OK,” Paul said to her as he got down on his hands and knees and began picking up the fruit and vegetables. There were a hundred people passing in each direction, but nobody else stopped to help. They just scurried off to wherever they were going.

When the fruit was all back up on the stand, Paul began neatly organizing it, setting aside anything that was spoiled. Now he turned to the woman and asked, “Are you OK?” She nodded through her tears. Then, reaching for his wallet, he took out some bills and passed them to the woman, saying, “This money should cover the damages.”

With that, Paul turned and began to walk away.

“Mister,” the woman called after him. Paul paused and turned around. “Are you Jesus?”

“Oh, no,” he replied.

The woman nodded and continued, “I only ask because I prayed for Jesus to help me as I heard my fruit falling all over the sidewalk.”

Paul turned to leave again, only now his eyes began to fill with tears.

For a long time he wandered around looking for a taxi. After finally finding one, he sat in bumper-to-bumper traffic all the way to the airport. He had missed his flight, and because it was Friday night, all the other flights were full.

Paul spent the night in a hotel by the airport. This gave him time to think. He couldn’t get one question out of his head: When was the last time someone confused you for Jesus?

Paul could have kept right on going and he would have never known about the lady standing there, blind and helpless. He probably wouldn’t have missed his flight and he wouldn’t have heard her question, “Mister, are you Jesus?”

Something to think about as we go about our day today…someone is praying, “Jesus help me.” Maybe it’s you!

God bless you! I pray Jesus stops and helps you!