The curtain closes and a new one opens. As the Gentle Lamb descends the throne, he stoops down to wash the feet of a lonely man who stands in his presence. The tears of a Father wash over His son, as he reaches out to hold the one He loves. Human arms have never embraced the wrinkled, hunched man. He has known no touch like the one His Father now gives. His feeble legs begin to dance in the presence of love, mercy, justice, and acceptance.
“Keep on loving each other as brothers. Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing some people have entertained angels without knowing it.” Hebrews 13: 1-2
As we travel the world, I chop off a piece of my heart every time the bus stops long enough for me to throw a piece to whoever may be passing by. I cannot help but spill love at every turn- not my own, but the love of Christ.
Yesterday I saw compassion flow out of an entire team. Jose is the one. The forgotten. The deserted. In 66+ years he has known no family, no friends, not a single companion to share life with. His home- much like his heart- was void of human attention. But for 3 weeks, 7 World Racers will break through walls of rejection and loneliness in this man’s heart.
Compassion. Compassion will break them. Compassion will change them. Compassion will leave Jose’s life eternally rocked.
Why?
Why spend hours of prayer and physical labor on one man? Why desire to do so much for one?
Because Christ died for one. For him. For me. And because grace doesn’t have any prerequisites.
And because it’s about time the word became flesh and changed the world. It starts with these 7…
