Tonight was such a great night and a humbling one. Something happened that is going to be very hard for me to forget.
There is a man that comes to one of the English clubs I help out with. He is a painter. When I first learned of this, I began to hope that one day I would get to see some of his work with the possibility of buying and bringing a painting by a Russian artisit home.
Tonight was the night. He brought some of his paintings to English club and gave the Americans in charge of the club two paintings. I was looking at them and was interested in a few. One in particular reminded me of a place I went just a few days ago. I looked at it, and he told me the price, but there was no way I could buy it. He was willing to give it to me in the moment and said I could pay him later. I didn't feel comfortable with this because there was no guaruntee that I would have the money later. Then he did something that I definately did not deserve. He gave it to me as a gift. It was hard to accept, but I did.
I got home and began to reflect on this. This man was a picture of Jesus to me tonight. I didn't have what it took to get this painting, and I wouldn't. But he gave it to me anyway. There is no way that I could ever be good enough to earn God's love because I have dishonored Him. I don't have what it takes. I don't deserve what He did for me. But He did it. Jesus paid the penatly for my sins. All I had to do was receive this gift of salvation through Jesus Christ.
I thank God for this man and for using this experience to point to Christ.
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