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Missed Opportunities. / May 7, 03:01 PM
I usually fail to see Jesus until after I’ve spit in his face.
Today a recruiter for the US Army came in to the shelter. I was in the dining hall mopping it up and he happened to walk by going about his business. I heard footsteps behind me and turned around to see him right in front of me. He handed me a recruiting card and told me to give him a call.
Now, to avoid a long drawn out semi-theological discussion, I’m just going to say that there’s no way I’m going to call him (at least not for the reasons that he wants me to). I looked at the card. He turned to walk away. I just said “I’m not going to do that.” He said something that I don’t recall very well, but it was along the lines of “give to someone who might be interested.” For the same reasons that were semi-mentioned at the beginning of this paragraph, I’m not going to redistribute his card. I went to the trash can to throw it away. He was not yet out of sight and said “well, don’t throw it away, give it back. Don’t disrespect me and what I do.”
Then it hit me. I handled the situation totally wrong. I should’ve said “no thanks man, hold onto it” or something like that. Instead I blew him off and disrespected him. I treated him less than how I would want to be treated. His profession doesn’t matter, his humanity does.
Jesus forgive me.
Peace.
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Word. I also tend to treat/regard the military this way, but last year a friend of mine began attending West Point. Now whenever I insult a soldier I think about him and feel like a freaking jerk. I must give you props for recognizing Jesus’ way in this situation.
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