Being Jesus
Being Jesus
I met a friend today. I was walking to get lunch and I saw my friend. He was working – something all of us are familiar with. He has a wife and a lovely daughter. Alaelson is a great guy. He loves his family dearly and will do just about anything for them.
I first met Alaelson after church about two months ago. He was kind of hesitant to come into our church. He didn’t think he fit in, and he was worried about his clothes. We assured him that we didn’t care about what he was wearing and we didn’t care about status. That reassured him a little, so he brought his family inside. Even then, they didn’t sit on chairs, they sat on the floor.
Alaelson is homeless. He washes and guards cars outside Itaigara Shopping near our former apartment. At night he, his wife and 1 year old daughter sleep outside near our church.
Our church is helping this family. Alaelson wants to work – he loves his family and wants to provide for them. He just need a break. We are trying to help him with some sort of source of income and more permanent housing.
But what I have learned about being Jesus is something very different from what I have read. The one thing that has made the difference in Alaelsons life and our relationship with him? I believe it started with one thing – respect.
Looking him in the eyes, realizing that he has feelings. Common, everyday respect. One trait of Jesus we can all work on.
I met a friend today. I was walking to get lunch and I saw my friend. He was working – something all of us are familiar with. He has a wife and a lovely daughter. Alaelson is a great guy. He loves his family dearly and will do just about anything for them.
I first met Alaelson after church about two months ago. He was kind of hesitant to come into our church. He didn’t think he fit in, and he was worried about his clothes. We assured him that we didn’t care about what he was wearing and we didn’t care about status. That reassured him a little, so he brought his family inside. Even then, they didn’t sit on chairs, they sat on the floor.
Alaelson is homeless. He washes and guards cars outside Itaigara Shopping near our former apartment. At night he, his wife and 1 year old daughter sleep outside near our church.
Our church is helping this family. Alaelson wants to work – he loves his family and wants to provide for them. He just need a break. We are trying to help him with some sort of source of income and more permanent housing.
But what I have learned about being Jesus is something very different from what I have read. The one thing that has made the difference in Alaelsons life and our relationship with him? I believe it started with one thing – respect.
Looking him in the eyes, realizing that he has feelings. Common, everyday respect. One trait of Jesus we can all work on.
