Monday, January 27, 2014

hands and feet

It was my last semester of college.  I was sitting in the cafe between classes, half studying, half daydreaming.  A girl who I knew (but not well) walked in and was saying hi to a few people.  She had been really sick - in and out of the hospital, though I don't know why - and was just coming back to campus after a doctor visit.  All of a sudden, she didn't look so well.  She leaned over the nearest trash can and just started throwing up.

There weren't many people in the cafe at this point, so I jumped up and asked her what she needed.  Napkins.  I went to the counter, grabbed a handful, and got her a cup of water.  While this was happening, an older gentleman (a ministry student) stood up at his table and started loudly praying for her, that Jesus would help her and comfort her and bring healing.  And then he just stood there, watching her.

I remember looking at him and being so angry inside at the way he responded.  Do I believe in prayer? Absolutely.  Prayer is powerful.  But so is action.  Instead of offering help to this poor girl, this man made a show of his prayers and did nothing to be the hands and feet of Jesus.  Now I'm not saying that his intentions were wrong - I believe that he felt he was doing the right thing.  But to anyone watching, it looked like hypocrisy.  

I'm not writing this to pat myself on the back for helping this girl.  In fact, I found the whole experience to be very eye-opening.  There are so. many. times. that I offer to pray for someone in need but don't lift a finger to actually help them.  Maybe it would be inconvenient or uncomfortable or costly, but isn't that the type of life that Jesus calls me to? I say that I want to be used by God to make a difference, but I often waste the opportunities He provides.

I want to be better about this.  I want to be His hands and feet just as much (or more) than I am His mouth.

34 “Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father, inherit the Kingdom prepared for you from the creation of the world. 35 For I was hungry, and you fed me. I was thirsty, and you gave me a drink. I was a stranger, and you invited me into your home. 36 I was naked, and you gave me clothing. I was sick, and you cared for me. I was in prison, and you visited me.’

37 “Then these righteous ones will reply, ‘Lord, when did we ever see you hungry and feed you? Or thirsty and give you something to drink? 38 Or a stranger and show you hospitality? Or naked and give you clothing? 39 When did we ever see you sick or in prison and visit you?’

40 “And the King will say, ‘I tell you the truth, when you did it to one of the least of these my brothers and sisters,[f] you were doing it to me!’
-Matthew 25:34-40

“I hate all your show and pretense—
    the hypocrisy of your religious festivals and solemn assemblies.
22 I will not accept your burnt offerings and grain offerings.
    I won’t even notice all your choice peace offerings.
23 Away with your noisy hymns of praise!
    I will not listen to the music of your harps.
24 Instead, I want to see a mighty flood of justice,
    an endless river of righteous living.
Amos 5:21-24

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