“The Word now lives in You.”
I John 2:14
Equipped with my Bible, Journal and I-pad loaded with worship music, I headed into Barnes & Nobles looking to enjoy some quiet time with Jesus. But, as I roamed around the store two weeks prior to Christmas, there was not an empty chair to be found. That’s when I heard the whisper of the Holy Spirit, “Becky, will you just be available to me today?”
“Sure, Lord, but I was hoping for some time to simply sink into your presence.”
I headed out to my car and that’s when I saw him – a homeless man. He stopped me asked me if I had 50 cents. When I checked my wallet I found a dollar and gave it to him and then I asked him his name. He told me his name was Josh and that he had lost his job and hurt his ankle. I told Josh, I was a follower of Jesus and I asked him if I could pray with him. Josh readily accepted.
After praying over Josh I once again headed to my car but stopped mid stride when I heard a woman shout, “I saw what you did over there.” I wondered if she was angry, but felt like the Holy Spirit was nudging me towards her car. As I approached I said cautiously, “Pardon me. Were you calling to me?” Sofia, as I found out her name was, said, “Yes! I saw what you did. You were praying with him weren’t you?”
I answered, “Yes. I was.”
With that, Sofia grabbed my hand and with tears in her eyes she asked, “Please, will you pray for me too? My nephew has just been killed and I need prayer!”
Later on, after praying with Sofia I reflected on my life as an author and speaker. Perhaps the words I write and speak from a platform are not nearly as important as the Word I live out before others. The Word – Jesus Christ – became flesh. And, the Word now lives in me – and you. As we live the love of Christ before a hurting world, the Word once again takes on flesh. It’s such a mystery. I don’t know about you, but that thought challenges me to think beyond my writing and speaking. It calls me to consider how I’m living the message I write. It calls me to consider why sometimes I live life so unaware of what God might be doing around me and why I am sometimes hesitant to simply offer to pray with people.
What about you? Opportunities are all around us. So often we’re distracted and unaware of what God is doing. What does it look like to live our praise before a hurting world? I would love to hear your thoughts. Leave a comment. Who knows, I might just choose one person who comments and send you a Starbucks gift card and a book.