Are You Jesus?
Are You Jesus?
(Author Unknown)
A few years ago a group of 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 baskets 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 goodbye, 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 into the baskets, and helped set
the display up once more. As he did this, he noted 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 $20 for the damage we did. Are you OK? She. nodded through her tears. He continued 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 you
and me up on a hill called Calvary and paid in full for our damaged fruit. Let us live like we are worth
the price that He paid. Makes you think, doesn't it?