everyones battleImagine walking into a room filled with people. You search the crowd, desperately looking for a familiar face among all the strange ones. You spot your very best friend across the room. This person knows and loves you for who you are. Knowing they are there fills you with an instant sense of comfort and security.

Isn’t it great to have such a remarkable friendship?

I have a few of these special kind of friends in my life. They give my life purpose and meaning.

They offer me security and encouragement when I feel like the world is out to get me. They assure me that I am not now, nor will I ever be left alone to fight any battle.

I also have another amazing friend that singled out mankind from all the rest of his creations so that we could truly KNOW him. He is a friend to us all. He has asked us to show the same kind of kindness to kindness of strangerseach other that he has shown to us.

He gave us families and parents to teach us about his unconditional love for us.

He gave us friends to show us his willingness to accept us, weakness and all.

He gave us dominion over all living things so that we could try to understand the responsibility he has for us.

He created for us a world so beautiful and majestic so that every person alive would know for certainty that there is a God of creation.

In (Lam. 3:22-23) he gives us hope and assurance in the dark times by reminding us that just as the sun comes up, so His mercies are new every morning.

This brings me to a point that I like to ponder…

Am I as merciful and forgiving of people as he is toward me and my many mistakes?

I was in the supermarket last night getting a few items to get us through the rest of the month.

I came down an isle that was blocked by a young mother and three kids. The oldest one was badgering her mother relentlessly.

I could see the exhaustion and frustration on her face.

I knew, from my own experience that she was going to explode any second.  There were other shoppers also watching this scene play out.

I could see the judgement on their faces.

I had been there myself, not so long ago, with three little kids all begging for things that I could not afford to buy. They were to young to understand this, so the just kept begging, trying to wear me down.

I had lost it myself more than once in the grocery store with my young kids.

Who knows the back story of this young mother?

Whatever it is, certainly no parents in their right mind would cast stones.

I walked past the mom, touched her on the shoulder, made eye contact, and told her…” It really does get easier. Hang in there.”

She smiled and thanked me.

I just felt a strong need to lighten her load in any way I could. She was a total stranger to me, and yet in that instant I felt as if I knew her personally. I just needed her to see a friendly face in a crowd of strangers.

This weekend, I wonder what would happen in our hearts if we all try to act as if.

Treat every person AS IF they are family.

AS IF they are Angels in disguise.

“For as you have done it unto the least of these my brethren, you have done it unto me.”

Is it possible for you to be a friendly face in a crowd of strangers. The kind of face that gives comfort and security, even if you don’t know them?

We are all fighting a hard battle…Every single one of us.

So lets not make someone elses life any harder than it already is.  Lets offer each other the same Mercy that we beg our Father in Heaven to show us.

I would love th hear stories of how you have extended kindness to a stranger and it has changed your heart.

Please leave a comment for others to read and be lifted up by.

Thank you.

God Bless and have a wonderful weekend!




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