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It was a brisk Fall Monday morning a couple of weeks ago, and like a fish out of water this suburban mama was headed into the big city of Chicago for the day. I had recently applied for an international Visa, and the backed-up-more-than-usual consulate suggested that I show up in person to submit my paperwork in order to meet my travel deadline. Now, I don’t have a whole lot of experience in the city, but I’m always up for a fun challenge and a great cup of coffee on Michigan Avenue. So I kissed four foreheads off to school and hopped in the ol’ minivan to embark on my early morning adventure.

I had my entire day mapped out: spend my nearly five hour round trip commute catching up on phone calls and singing worship music at the top of my lungs, leisurely arrive in the city around lunchtime, find a fun restaurant for lunch (and maybe even splurge on dessert!), window shop on my walk to the consulate office, submit my paperwork, take a selfie in front of cool downtown buildings to show my kids, and then grab a legit cup of coffee for the drive home… making sure to whip in my driveway before the afternoon school bus drop off. What had started out as an inconvenience was shaping up to be the best day ever!

But then about an hour into my drive, my phone rang.

It was my agent at the Visa processing office, and she had just realized that she had forgotten to let me in on one very important detail. “What time will you be arriving? In-person Visa application submissions are only accepted until 11:00am each day.” 

Gulp.

I was due to arrive about 10:30am, but this is the city, ya’ll. After toll roads, traffic, tunnels, parking, walking, security, high-rise buildings and waiting my turn, there was no way.

She would have my paperwork ready, and was even willing to meet me on the street to hand off my documents. Park here. Look for me there. Then run three blocks down, eighteen floors up, and take a number. You can do this.

Lord, have mercy.

I arrived downtown, and my picture-perfect day began to quickly crumble before my eyes. I got stuck in a tunnel, I had to park seven blocks away, I was in desperate need of a restroom, and the crowd on the street was less than gracious. Like me, the sidewalks were filled with people who seemed to be on such a mission – so self-consumed and in a hurry, looking down, pushing their way through, often rude and impatient.

Sweaty, out of breath, and miraculously with (literally) two minutes to spare, I walked through the doors of my final destination. And then something – someone – so radically different from the culture I had just encountered on the streets met me at the front desk and stopped me in my tracks.

His name was Walter, and he was a tall giant of a man. I could see his gentle smile from a mile away, and his voice was smooth, cheerful, and full of reassurance when he met my plight. As he worked quickly and waited for security to approve my entry, through that big, genuine smile he spoke of the blessings of the day and how grateful he was for another chance to serve others. If I was a skeptic, I would have thought he was a fake – almost too good to be true. He was so kind. So patient. So honoring. So joyful. But I couldn’t deny the authenticity in his countenance. The peace and joy that radiated from him came from a much deeper place from within.

By this time it was 11:02am, but Walter had struck a chord deep within me, and I had to take time to say it.

I reached out my hand and squeezed his. “Walter, you love Jesus, don’t you?”

His eyes sparkled and he let out a little laugh. “Why, yes ma’am, I surely do. He’s a friend like no other.”

I told him I could see it all over his face, and that Jesus had him at that entrance for a far bigger purpose than just being the gatekeeper.

He was a Kingdom seeker, and he was changing the world one smile at a time.

“They stop us in our tracks because they live such countercultural lives. In a society that fights for what’s right, fair, and easy, there is something radically different about these people. When you run across them, you can’t miss them. And after you’ve been in their presence, you can’t stop thinking about how stunning their behavior is. What they do simply doesn’t make sense to the rest of the world, and they illicit the blaring question, ‘What is it about these people that make them so different?’ Maybe, like me, you’ve run across these Jesus followers. Through the eyes of grace, they meet life head-on. They’re forgiven, and so they’re free.” 

“Free to love.

Free to hope.

Free to dance.

Free to forgive.

Free to find joy.

Free to let go.

Free to truly live.” – You Are Forgiven, pp. 183, 185

I walked out of that building fifteen minutes later with my paperwork submitted and a whole new perspective on my purpose for that day. Walter and I fist-bumped on my way out, and I decided that I’d spend the seven block walk to my van engaging the people around me. A smile here. A thank you there. An awareness to offer help and grace where needed. Lord, help one small act to make a difference for someone who needs to see You today.

Because there is One who modeled love so perfectly for us, by His power we can follow in His footsteps …

“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.” – 1 Corinthians 13:4-7

Oh Jesus, this world desperately needs to see You. Help us to stop, look, listen… and love like You.

 

At His feet,

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*Let’s talk: In our 1 Corinthians 13 “love” verses for today, which characteristic of love is most difficult for you to display? Share in the comments, and let’s pray for each other in these challenging areas!

 

Week 7 Challenge: Begin each day this week asking God to give you His supernatural joy and love for others, and then determine to go out of your way to show kindness to someone in a tangible way.

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