The Least of These
While visiting JSK, I was told about a "guy staying down the road" from Dr. Sheba and she said, one of the young women would take me there to see. This guy is living with AIDS and has no home (not sure if he was kicked out or just didn't have one) anyway -- he has built a makeshift home on the side of the road. He used broken pieces of wood and found an old mattress and even has a mosquito net. His brother, who is "a drunk," she said and either does not want to stop drinking or can't stop drinking . . he was passed out on the ground with flies crawling all over him. It made me almost sick to see this and yet this young woman, went and got some medication (I understand they have faithfully been reaching out to them) and I followed her -- she walked down the street came around the corner and there they were. She spoke to him for a few minutes and then started to pray for him and then gave him some medication. She spent about five minutes with him and then headed back to JSK. Even the little dog, who must have been their pet, was hanging in their with them . . .
For the gentleman with AIDS who wanted help, it was such an example of how God reaches out to us where we are at . . .and we don't have to clean ourselves up to experience his love -- we just have to welcome him into our situation . . for the other guy who wanted to continue to drink. . ..it was a stark reminder that the Lord will let us lie in our stuff sometimes until we are ready to change. The choice is always ours!
But probably the most profound was observing first hand what Jesus said, "Whatsoever you have done to the least of these my brethren, you have done unto me."
What a privilege to observe . . .