Yesterday I was doing one of my favorites activities in my new found job, sitting in line at the border. I seem to spend a lot of time sitting amongst hundreds of other cars for hours on end waiting to get into the US. I must say that over the last year I have become a much more patient person that before but I definitely still have a long way to go, thus this, waiting in line for hours on end is not fun for me in the least.
Yesterday I was crossing with Cris, one of the ladies who works with me. Our line was moving along and suddenly for about 5 minutes we did not move at all. We soon saw the problem, a woman’s car had broken down in our line thus all of the cars in our line had to get over (and people are not very nice when it comes to letting you over and in front of them). I instantly was annoyed, thinking ‘Why did this have to happen in my line. Come on lady, move your car!’ As I annoyingly tried to move to the other line Cris turned to me and said, “Oh poor lady.” To which I again thought, ‘Poor lady! Poor us! This is so inconvenient for us and its all her fault.’ As we got over and pulled up alongside her Cris said “I am going to talk to her” and she beckoned her to the car. They spoke in Spanish so I didn’t really know what was being said until I saw the lady start to cry and Cris give her a hug. Cris then told me she was going to get out and help her for a minute and would catch up with me. About 5 minutes later she returned to the car and told me about how the lady’s car needed to be jumped but she didn’t have money or a way and just kept telling Cris what a screw up she was and how she could never do anything right...
My response when I first saw her reasserted to her that she was a screw up but Cris was willing to look beyond our agenda and schedule and see a lady in need not only or a jump for her car but of truth being spoken into her and of love. I have no doubt that Cris was an angel to her and that spoke to her and her heart, that she is worthy and good and so much more than just a screw up.
I so often get caught up in only my life and agenda and miss those opportunities to be the Kingdom. I am the Kingdom when I want to be, when I put it into my schedule... this isn’t how it works, this isn’t have God calls us to walk. I am thankful I am constantly surrounded by people who get the Kingdom better than me so I can be reminded of who and what it is that God calls us to be.
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