invisible people

Can You See Her? by Lisa DePalma

Can you see her? Will you let God show you?

Her face instead of her clothes? Her eyes instead of her body?

Can you see her? Will you let God show you?

She has a name instead of a label, a broken heart instead of a hard one.

Can you see her? Will you let God show you?

The image of God instead of an object of scorn.

Her worth to the Savior instead of her worthlessness to the world.

Can you see her? Will you let God show you?

His heart of forgiveness instead of your heart that judges.

His blood that covers instead of your rules that condemn.

Can you see her? Will you let God show you?

And when you do see, what then?

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What happens when we open up our eyes to see those who cross our paths everyday?The ones who pass us in traffic, scurry in & out of the grocery store, or wait at the corner bus stop while we sit at the stoplight in our car.

Our heart grows.

It breaks.

It's uncomfortable.

Do we feel compelled to show and share the Love of Christ?

What if they knew we possess the hope of the world, the meaning of life?

Would they reach out and ask?

Or would they shrink in fear of knowing the truth?

Our heart grows.

It breaks.

It's uncomfortable...and inconvenient.

Jesus' command to die to self and to live as Christ

begins to make a little more sense.

As it turns out- it's not about you.

Our pastor has been doing a sermon series entitled Compelled.

We are compelled-

To love others

as Jesus did

See others

as Jesus did

Take time for people

as Jesus did.

But what do I do when the love for strangers grows to be bigger than I can bare? The passion literally wants to explode from my inside? I think, just maybe, it is a mere glimpse of the heart that Jesus had which drove Him to bridge the gap on the cross just so He could be in relationship with His lonely, lost, misdirected sheep.

When you begin to feel your heart yearn & strain for strangers jogging past your house, you have discovered...

A heart that has grown.

A brokenness for the lost.

A discomfort that will compell you to share the message of Hope.

...This is a good thing.