I wouldn't ordinarily forward an email to post...however, this one has such a poignant message, not only for Easter, but, the days we are living in.I often ask myself if I believe The Lord could call us out at any time, do I have an urgency to tell and take as many lost souls as I can? That was the commission Jesus gave us...to evangelize the lost. In His Service..Robin B


     

                Excuse me, "Are you Jesus?"

                A few years ago a group of  Candy salesmen went to a regional

                sales convention in Chicago .. They had assured their

                wives that they would be home in plenty of time for

                Friday night's dinner. In their rush, with tickets and

                briefcases, one of these salesmen inadvertently kicked

                over a table which held a display of apples.



        Apples flew everywhere. Without stopping or looking

        back, they all managed to reach the plane in time for

        their nearly-missed boarding.

        ALL BUT ONE!!! He paused, took a deep breath, got in

        touch with his feelings, and experienced a twinge of

        compassion for the girl whose apple stand had been
        overturned.

        He told his buddies to go on without him, waved
        good-bye, told one of them to call his wife when they

        arrived at their home destination and explain his taking a

        later flight. Then he returned to the terminal where the

        apples were all over the terminal floor.

        He was glad he did.

        The 16-year-old girl was totally blind! She was softly
        crying, tears running down her cheeks in frustration, and

        at the same time helplessly groping for her spilled

        produce as the crowd swirled about her; no one stopping

        and no one to care for her plight.



        The salesman knelt on the floor with her, gathered up

        the apples, put them back on the table and helped organize

        her display. As he did this, he noticed that many of them

        had become battered and bruised; these he set aside in

        another basket.



        When he had finished, he pulled out his wallet and said

        to the girl, 'Here, please take this $40 for the damage we

        did. Are you okay?' She nodded through her tears. He

        continued on with, "I hope we didn't spoil your day too

        badly."



        As the salesman started to walk away, the bewildered

        blind girl called out to him, "Mister....." He paused and

        turned to look back into those blind eyes. She continued,

        "Are you Jesus?"

        He stopped in mid-stride, and he wondered. Then slowly

        he made his way to catch the later flight with that

        question burning and bouncing about in his soul:

        "Are you Jesus?"



        Do people mistake you for Jesus? That's our

        destiny, is it not? To be so much like Jesus that people

        cannot tell the difference as we live and interact with a

        world that is blind to His love, life and grace.

        If we claim to know Him, we should live, walk and act as

        He would. Knowing Him is more than simply quoting

        Scripture and going to church. It's actually living the

        Word as life unfolds day to day.



        You are the apple of His eye even though we, too,

        have been bruised by a fall. He stopped what He was

        doing and picked up you and me on a hill called

        Calvary and paid in full for our damaged fruit.



        Please share this, {IF you feel led to do so}.

        Sometimes we just take things for granted, when we really

        need to be sharing what we know. Thanks.