There is this old lady that I know. She used to be the maid in my uncle's home. She is so sweet and kind, so humble and polite, so generous and forgiving.She doesn't have any high education or any clever theory about life or how it should be lived, and she's not even a Christian, but it seems that her life already reflects how a child of God should be. You can't imagine God not letting such a sweet and tender soul into Heaven.
After all the terrible things her husband did to her, she forgave him and tried to convince her daughter to forgive him.
She doesn't have much money but she shares everything that she has with everyone. If some fruits or vegetables grow in her little garden, she wouldn't hesitate to call my mom and me to come and eat the salad that she make, and we are not even related. We are just the relatives of her master but she treated us so kindly and every year she calls us to ask how our lives have been.
She has struggle so hard with a difficult life so full of troubles, but you hardly hear her speak ill of anyone.
She is an example of a person that makes me believe, no matter what religion or what faith you have, if your heart and your life reflect the love of God, then you are God's child. A saint usually comes in such a lowly position in the eyes of the world.
I wish I could be like her. Simple,patient, kind and loving...and all those fruits of the holy spirit stated in the Bible, seem to come naturally from her.
And look at me, reading thousands of books, consulting so many people, thinking this and thinking that, doubting this and that, trying to find answers to those complicated philosphical questions....but my life deosn't reflect even half of the light that her life has reflected. I'm too busy thinking so I don't have enough time to love.
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