Do small things with great love

Hello everyone,

I found this post on the nus catholic students society blog and found it worth sharing. Remember the session on divine justice and judgement done by Jerome and Jacob? Here's something to think about. "Whatever you did to the least of my brothers, you did unto me"

Thank You Jesus

I remember some few Sundays back, there was a visiting priest that gave a homily about this girl, who was blind. She was carrying some items that was to be sold, when two men rushed passed her. Both of them were rushing to catch their flight, which was already asking for them to report at the gate. And while they were rushing, man 1 knocked her down and her items spilled over the floor. He simply passed her by and did not give her a second look. Man 2 saw what was happening, and while he wanted to just pass her by, he could not. He called out after the first man, and said "I'll catch you there after the next flight". He stooped down, helped the blind girl up, and picked up the items she had dropped. When she was ready, he turned to leave. But as he was walking away, she called out to him "Mister, mister, are you Jesus?". When he was too stunned to respond, she called out to him again, asking, "Mister, mister, are you Jesus?"

I suddenly remembered this while I was on the train back from Toa Payoh to Yew Tee where I live. I got into the train with this old lady, but because the seats were full, she stood at the sides where the glass panel was. Whereas I was standing with my brother in front of the seats, holding the handles and in anticipation for someone to leave their seats. Stops after stops, I couldn't help but notice that the old lady kept turning around to spot for a seat. Finally, just before Ang Mo Kio, someone stood up in front of me. I hurriedly turned to see whether the old lady was alighting since I was thinking of 'chope-ing' the seat for her. If she wasn't, I would ask her to the seat. But I couldn't tell. She was standing amidst the crowd getting off at AMK. So I just sat first, afraid that some other unfriendly person would sit and not give up their seat for her. When she turned around to, again, look for available seats, I caught her eye and immediately stood up. I told her that the seat was for her, and she refused to take it, until somehow or another, she decided to sit down. As she made herself comfortable on the seat, she said, "Thank you Jesus". I thought I heard wrongly and returned to reply "you're welcome" when I heard her say, again, "Thank you Jesus". She was a Christian too, as I later found out. And she just kept thanking Jesus while talking to me. Till now, I have no idea whether she was speaking to me or to Jesus. But that struck me quite hard and hence, reminded me of the homily.

Just a simple act of offering the seat to another. It was one of those simple things that Clarissa was talking about in her sharing. So imagine how many people we can be 'Jesus' to, if we, like what Blessed Mother Teresa of Calcutta said, "do small things with great love".

Have a blessed week my friends.

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