June 5, 2025 - There was a time when riding the train was the dominant form of travel in our nation. I remember as a boy, going with my father to the depot in Marshall to pick up “Aunt Mary” when she would ride the train from Little Rock for a visit. Well, I read a story from that era not long ago. It seems there was a little crippled boy who was carrying a basket of candy and fruit to sell, hurrying to the passenger gate of the depot as fast as his crutches would permit. As the passengers rushed through the gate, a fast moving young business executive accidentally hit the boy’s basket, knocking its contents in every direction. He paused only long enough to severely scold the crippled lad for being in his way.
Another young business man, rushing through the depot, saw the young boy’s distress and immediately began picking up the scattered items. After returning all the contents to the basket, he put a dollar bill in the boy’s hand. He smiled at hiss young friend, patted him on the shoulder and said, “better luck next time!” Then he was on his way.
- He was however, stopped by the question the boy asked him. He said, “Hey mister, are you Jesus?” Turning, the man smiled and said, “No, I’m only one of His followers.”
- How different this old world would be if we all would speak and act so that others could see Jesus living in us.
It’s something to think about. . . tbp
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