Re: Daily Devotional; formerly Chaplains Corner
One day in Alaska we were driving our old car out in the wilds when it suddenly died, and I could see smoke curling from under the hood. I jumped out, opened the hood, and was trying to make some sense out of the haze of smoke that covered everything inside, when an arm reached past me from behind and a hand holding a pair of lineman’s pliers reached into the maze and deftly clipped one wire. Immediately the smoking stopped. I turned around and thanked this stranger for keeping our car from burning up.
“Well,” he said, “It’s not fixed yet; hold on a minute!” With that, he went to his truck, returned with a four foot length of wire which he used to replace shorted and burned wire with. I tried it, and it started perfectly. I thanked him, he got in his truck and drove away with a smile – obviously not wanting any more than the thank you he had already received.
I was reminded of that story when I read this from Living Faithfully by J. Allen Blair. He told of a man who was struggling to get to Grand Central Station in New York City. The wind blew fiercely, and the rain beat down on him as he lugged his two heavy suitcases toward the terminal. Occasionally he would pause to rest and regain his strength before trudging on against the elements.
At one point he was almost ready to collapse, when a man suddenly appeared by his side, took the suitcases, and said in a strangely familiar voice, "We're going the same way. You look as if you could use some help."
When they had reached the shelter of the station, the weary traveler, the renowned educator Booker T. Washington, asked the man, "Please, sir, what is your name?"
The man replied, "The name, my friend, is Roosevelt. Teddy Roosevelt."
Luke 22:25-26 (KJV);
“And he said unto them, The kings of the Gentiles exercise lordship over them; and they that exercise authority upon them are called benefactors. But ye shall not be so: but he that is greatest among you, let him be as the younger; and he that is chief, as he that doth serve.”
I have often wondered just who that man was that helped us that day out in the wilds of Alaska – certainly a benefactor - or perhaps not a man at all.
I will talk to you again tomorrow - and may God RICHLY bless you.
Christ told me to arm myself. If you want me disarmed - - Molon Labe.