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So, last weekend it was a day for girls! My brothers were at a sleepover, my cousins (who we watch five days a week) stayed home, and my dad was at work. It was only my sister, mom and me. So, what did we do? We got ready for school, but shopping at the mall. I got some new jeans and my sister got a few shirts. We almost saw a movie, but decided to go to the lake 'casue it was so hot! Anyway, the reason for my writing this blog. On our way into the mall, we stopped for some reason...I think my sister had to tie her shoe...I can't remember. Anyway, there was this woman sitting on a bench by the entrance to the mall, her head down so her hair was covering her face, and a cell phone in her hand. As soon as we stopped we noticed she had begun crying...quite loudly, yelling something out that either was too warbled by the sobbing, or in another language. My mom looked to us and we started whispering among ourselves, asking questions about the situation that was on our minds. But what did we do? We continued walking. I continued walking. There was no stopping to comfort her, to tell her of Jesus' love and healing for whatever she was going through....nothing. And the whole walk through the mall, guilt chewed away at my mind. Why couldn't we have done something? Why didn't we do something? She could've just gotten a call that a loved one died, got severely injured, that she didn't make it into a college...whatever it was, she was devastated. And we walked by. There were others around, too. And they just walked by as well. God was really speaking to me to DO SOMETHING! It was screaming in my mind, tugging at my heart, bringing tears to my eyes. But I pushed the voice of God away and went to shopping. I started making excuses. Well, my mom, a pastor's wife continued on. My sister continued on. They didn't stop. I can't just leave them and do it all by myself. That brought to mind the new movie "Prince Caspian". I saw the movie on the airplane from Beijing to Vancouver and it was still fresh in my mind. Unfortunately, I cannot remember the exact lines, but I'll give you what I understood from it. Now, I'm usually not that compassionate toward that kind of a situation. All I can say is I got my dad's compassion level (which is not very high...at all). But when God tells me something, I find a compassion for someone on the street. One time - (I don't mean to boast) - there was a woman on the street in Seattle singing, holding up a sign that says "Anything will help". In my hand, I had just purchased a book by dc Talk, called "Promises for a Jesus Freak". Tons of Scriptures were in there to help in almost any situation. But as soon as I saw her, I felt a need for her to have that book, to hold with her God's Word for times of trouble. So, I walked up and gave it to her. It's all fuzzy now, walking up to her, I just remember I was scared out of my mind and shaking so bad. But I gave it to her. When we walked to the same store she'd been standing outside of, she was singing "Lord I Lift Your Name On High". I felt so encouraged. My point is that when you hear God's voice, obey it. Don't question it, don't think about it too long, don't let others tell you otherwise. Listen and obey. Who knows what could happen? I have no idea where that singing lady, or the crying woman are in their lives, but God does. And when we obey Him, He can do something HUGE in others' lives. Who knows what could happen? I still feel huge regret over that mistake, but I've learned. Next time, I will do something. I pray that God will give us all courage to obey His voice. In Christ, |
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