I gotta admit…my family loves to go down to downtown Greenville. Sometimes it’s just to go on a stroll in the park with Isaiah. Other times it’s just to get out and find something to eat. Heck…yesterday we went not once, but twice.

Anyways, last night we simply decided we wanted to get out of the house so we went downtown just to walk around. Apparently a church, who I will keep anonymous, was having an event downtown. I guess that as a part of their event, they decided to hand out bottles of water to people on the street. We saw a couple of teens that had some water to hand out, and being that we were sweating and thirsty, we decided to stay close to them so that they would give us one. Long story short…these two girls walked right with us for the longest time, passing at least 40 people that could have used a drink (especially the poor family with the baby next to them). They finally saw some guys that apparently must need water (and Jesus) more than everyone else. They gave the guys some water, walked away saying “Jesus loves you,” and I heard them whisper “walk fast…keep going.”

Here’s the deal. These girls were as full of Christ’s love as Mandy Moore in the movie Saved. They were really more full of crap than anything. But it got me thinking. How many people are right around me that need to be shown God’s love and I’m so full of myself that I don’t even notice that they are right there? People who are not only longing for it, they’re practically begging for it and we don’t even give them the time of day. We simply walk fast and keep going away from them.

I thought about this passage. Truth hurts doesn’t it.

On a side note… it wasn’t the church that was downtown that met our need for nourishment. It was this place.