One Sunday morning I put on my robe and entered the sanctuary. A little boy in the front row pointed at me and said: “Mommy, is that Jesus?”
When leaving Greenville’s Post Office late Friday afternoon I saw an elderly, very tired looking woman several yards behind me. I patiently held the door open for her and as she walked past me she paused and quietly said: ”Thank you. This is the first good thing that has happened to me today”
“Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me” –Matthew 25:40
In reality, we are the only Jesus some people may ever meet.