I came upon a story about a pastor who was supposedly a great lover of children. One day he looked at the new sidewalk leading up to his house that had been freshly poured. The workers had left and some youngsters were leaving hand prints and foot prints in the fresh cement. He rushed to the children and scolded them. A parishioner happened to witness this scene and after the following Sundays worship service said to the pastor, "I saw what happened at your house the other day, when you scolded the children for making hand prints and foot prints in your newly poured sidewalk. I was surprised by your behavior. I thought you loved children." The pastor replied, "I do love them - in the abstract but not in the concrete."
That story is a reminder to us that the world is looking for concrete demonstrations of Christian love in action. John Killinger, in a sermon entitled , THE GREAT IMPORTANCE OF LITTLE DEEDS, concluded by saying, "It's an exciting thought that when we die and come into the presence of God and all its fullness, it will not be our major achievements that speak for us, 'He was president of a bank. She was the first woman senator from her state. He was the author of 22 books,' but the small apparently inconsequential things that we long ago forgot. 'He mowed my lawn when I was sick. She cared for my child when I went to the market. He sent me flowers when I needed them most. She washed and mended my socks.' These are the little things that hold the world together. They are the small stones that comprise the great cathedrals where God is worshiped. The shall be remembered,"
The world desperately needs to see our love in action. Of what value is our faith if our love isn't stronger: our love for one another and our love for the world? Our love needs to be big enough to take in all people.
That story is a reminder to us that the world is looking for concrete demonstrations of Christian love in action. John Killinger, in a sermon entitled , THE GREAT IMPORTANCE OF LITTLE DEEDS, concluded by saying, "It's an exciting thought that when we die and come into the presence of God and all its fullness, it will not be our major achievements that speak for us, 'He was president of a bank. She was the first woman senator from her state. He was the author of 22 books,' but the small apparently inconsequential things that we long ago forgot. 'He mowed my lawn when I was sick. She cared for my child when I went to the market. He sent me flowers when I needed them most. She washed and mended my socks.' These are the little things that hold the world together. They are the small stones that comprise the great cathedrals where God is worshiped. The shall be remembered,"
The world desperately needs to see our love in action. Of what value is our faith if our love isn't stronger: our love for one another and our love for the world? Our love needs to be big enough to take in all people.
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