Several weeks ago something dawned I me.
Let me go back to before last Christmas to tell this story. I went to church
and upon entering the sanctuary I saw a lone old man sitting on the back row
against the wall. I meandered over and sat down next to him, extended my right
hand and said “Hi, my name is Rich.” He shook my hand, smiled and responded
with “I’m Charlie.” We chatted a bit. I sat with Charlie during the service. I
made a point of saying “Hi” to Charlie each time I saw him and made sure to ask
how he was doing each time. He always sat by himself, alone. No one else ever
spoke with him or came up to greet him. I honestly never gave it a second
thought.
A
couple months ago it was announced from the pulpit that “Charlie” had passed
away. I put two and two together and realized that it was the Charlie I had
been speaking to. I asked the pastor about him and found out that Charlie had
not been a very good man. Seems he mistreated his wife and was simply a very,
very bad man. We discussed how perhaps it was his way of making some sort of
peace with God. I began to think. You know, I knew nothing of Charlie’s
misdeeds during this life and greeted him and was nice to him as if he had
never done anything wrong in his life. The thought crossed my mind at that very
moment and I shared it with Pastor: Isn’t
that just the way God is with us?
WALK WITH THE KING AND BE A BLESSING!!
