Lately I’ve been thinking about how much of an effect we, as people, have on each other. Before any of you lovely readers jump over the handle bars with “What? I don’t need people; I don’t care what they do or say to me…” just think. Think back to when a someone cuts you off while driving, when the guy in front of you is going 35 in a 55, when the store clerk doesn’t smile once and glares at you the entire time — it changes your day. Whether you just walk out of the situation steaming with anger, or merely mentioning it to a friend, it causes an effect.
Now let’s think of this a little differently. What effect, big or little, do you have on the lives of those who come into contact with you on a daily basis? Especially my fellow Christians. What you do and say can make or break lives; let’s not get too deep, right now I am only talking about being nice — even when it isn’t deserved.
I’m going to be honest, I have a hard time liking people, let alone spending time with them. As weird as this may be, it is the truth. I have to talk myself into doing the simplest of things when it requires encountering people. Am I scared of them? No, I just simply don’t care for most of them. That being said, this is something I am working my best at changing. “God so loved the world…” Last time I checked, the world was full of people, and therefore, I must learn to love them; not with my love and abilities, but with God’s.
I think one of the worst thoughts is that of one where I miss an opportune moment in showing God’s love to someone. Just think, you may be the only bit of Jesus that a person ever sees; what you do or say determines whether it will be a sweet or bitter memory.