Last night we went out to dinner at the Mexican restaurant down the street from our house. We were eating our chips and chatting, while taking turns wrangling our wiggly, little, one year old, when the man who had been sitting alone in the booth behind me finished and stood to walk to the cashier. He quickly laid a $20 bill on our table and said, "Use this to help pay for dinner and Happy Easter." I barely had time to say, "Thank You." before he had walked off...I never even saw his face. He was a gruff looking, construction worker type. I watched him walk out through the parking lot and we were kind of blown away. We've never had a stranger do something like that for us before. We finished our dinner (left the $20 for our server as a tip) - but when the cashier rang us up she stated, "That will be $20.78.", the thought popped into my head that, "He paid the whole price." A stranger bought us dinner. But somehow that reminded me that Someone I've never met in the physical sense...Someone I've never actually seen the face of - paid the whole price for all the wrong that I've ever done. Did the stranger know he would have a profound effect on someone because he, for reasons I will never know, laid a $20 bill on my table? I doubt it...but in turn we were able to bless the server with the tip...and I saw kindness in the world...I saw Jesus through that man. I was confronted with the question for myself- how many times have I not followed the tug to do a small kindness, thinking, "Well, it won't make much difference anyway..." - when someone could have seen Jesus through that action???
"Christ has no body on earth but yours, no hands but yours, no feet but yours. Yours are the eyes through which Christ's compassion for the world is to look out; yours are the feet with which He is to go about doing good; and yours are the hands with which He is to bless us now." Saint Teresa of Avila