Matthew 25:42-43---For I was an
hungred, and ye gave me no meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me no drink: I was
a stranger, and ye took me not in: naked, and ye clothed me not: sick, and in
prison, and ye visited me not.
It was a cold winter’s day that
Sunday.
The parking lot to the church was
filling up quickly.
I noticed as I got out of my car that
fellow church members were whispering among themselves as they walked to the
church.
As I got closer, I saw a man leaned
up against the wall outside the church.
He was almost lying down as if he was
asleep.
He had on a long trench coat that was
almost in shreds, and a hat topped his head, pulled down so you could not see
his face. He wore shoes that looked 30 years old, too small for his feet, with
holes all over them.
His toes stuck out.
I assumed this man was homeless and
asleep, so I walked on by through the doors of the church.
We all gathered for fellowship for a
few minutes, and someone brought up the man lying outside.
People snickered and gossiped, but no
one bothered to ask him to come in, including me.
A few moments later, the church
service began.
We all waited for the preacher to
take his place and to give us the Word when the doors to the church opened.
In came the homeless man walking down
the aisle with his head down.
People gasped and whispered and made
faces.
He made his way down the aisle and up
onto the pulpit.
He took off his hat and coat.
My heart sank.
There stood our preacher he was the
“homeless man.”
No one said a word.
The preacher took his Bible and laid
it on the stand.
“Folks, I don’t think I have to tell
you what I am preaching about today.”
- Author Unknown -
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