Loving in the Margins
Today the waiter who served me at lunch was a skinny college boy whose clothes hung off of him. He wore an odd looking hat and had piercings. He was very kind to me. The girl who took my money had dyed black hair, black fingernails, multiple piercings, and a leather bracelet, but she sang a little tune to herself and she also was very kind to me. It surprised me that they were kind, and convicted me that I was surprised. I realized that they didn’t have to be kind. I was wearing a suit and looked like an upper middle class lily-white snob. I was convicted to the point of tears when I realized that all of my life I have lived without tenderness, without humility, without gentleness toward so many. I thought I was better than them. Oh, no, I never said that out loud…not with my mouth anyway.
Jesus loved the marginalized. He knew their names. To Him they were beautiful.
I wondered if those kids who served me today went to church. I wouldn’t be surprised if they stayed away because of people like me.
I pray that God will teach me to love the marginalized…that He will teach me to live in the margin. He did.
I pray that I can see the way He does. I pray that, in time, I can serve them.
PRAYER: Lord, give me a heart that loves before it notices, that isn’t surprised by kindness, and that serves people outside the margins because You did.
“This is my commandment, that ye love one another, as I have loved you,” John 15:12 KJV.
Today’s devotion is by Matthew McCord. An attorney in McDonough, GA, Matt describes himself simply as a son, a brother, a friend, a musician, a teacher…and a lawyer. He is equally comfortable in the boardroom, the courtroom, the classroom, by a trout stream, and in church.