Indeed there are those who are last who will be first, and first who will be last.” Luke 13:30 NIV
Her eyes are dull, her mouth turns down, and her step is
slow. She’s over fifty and she weighs over two hundred pounds. “Kathy” is a
church acquaintance from a congregation we attended thirty years ago. By any
American standard, greeting customers at Mejiers, she’s one of the “last.” Leaving
the store on Monday, I smiled a greeting.
George was her husband, so overweight the last time I’d seen him that he was
using an electric scooter.
he recovering okay?”
“He’s diabetic, so healing has been slow, but God has been
with us.”
deep breath and consciously focused on her words.
image flashed through my mind. I saw her leading a line of worshippers, twirling
a red silk flag, stepping high, eyes flashing in joy and wonder.
As I walked away, I thought, I’ve just seen her through God’s eyes. To him, she
is a precious, delightful worshipper, first in line. God doesn’t conceal impatience in her
presence. He rejoices over her heart. He looks forward to the consummation of
her life in the fully realized Kingdom.
Father, we need your eyes to see each other as you see us.