Second Chances

Something happened to me today that really made me take a look at myself as a person.

I went to work earlier than usual, got there around 8:00, went ahead and unlocked the door, turned on the light and sat down at my computer. I turned my computer on, then proceeded to eat my breakfast. I treat myself every Friday to a mocha and biscuit from Burger King. As I was looking at my computer and eating an elderly man came in with his t-shirt on backwards, shuffling his feet and walked right up to me at the computer. I was the only one here, so I must say he startled me. I asked if I could help him and he said he was going to the food bank, but was waiting on a ride to take him and he wanted to know if I had a cup of coffee he could have. Well, I’ve gotta say that basically I told him no I couldn’t help him as I was ushering him out he door and that I was sorry. He walked out the door and left.

Now, before you go and judge me, let me be the first to say that I know I’m a cynical human being and have very little mercy. I guess part of it is because of my own family.

I have two brothers I have tried to help all my life. They don’t work, have never held a steady job, and basically just want you to give them a handout. I have helped them throughout my life until just a year or so ago and I finally told them ‘no more’. I told them not to call me anymore unless it was to say hello. Since then I haven’t heard a word from them. When I say brothers, most think of boys, but my brothers are both in their 50’s, and just roam from place to place. They are alcoholics and who knows what else they are addicted to, they are basically homeless and they steal from you while they are looking you in the face. Most of my life I have felt responsible and have tried to help them but finally realized I have been enabling them, so I set some boundaries. Also, working where I work, we have on any given day, numerous calls & visits from folks wanting assistance, some who just work the system.

Unfortunately, because of these things I have become cynical, which is unbelievable considering how much I have been blessed by people. I have on any number of occasions received ‘surprises’ of groceries, financial help, physical help and gifts. God knows that of all people, I have the most reason to extend mercy, but yet, it is a continuous struggle with me.

Anyway, back to the story…After the man left, I sat here, eating my breakfast, and started really feeling bad. All I could think about was the passage in Hebrews 13:2 “Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing some people have entertained angels without knowing.” All I could think about was, what if this was a test from God and I failed miserably? I got up, ran to the door, determined to find the guy and see if I could help him. Of course he was no where around. I came back to my desk, feeling miserable with myself, and began to ask God for another chance. Since no one was here yet, I spoke it out loud. Told God, I was really sorry I had failed if this was indeed a test and asked for another chance. Everyone started coming in to begin the day, and I’m still looking at my computer, feeling like I really blew it with God, and praying that he gives me another opportunity.

About 9:00 in walks the guy again, comes right to my desk and asks me if he can have something to eat. Now this was unusual for him to come back, come straight to my desk, and ask me, because I had pretty much shut him out earlier. I jumped up went to another lady in the office and asked her if we still have crackers from the youth mission trip. She goes with me to the Youth building and we find some apple juice and several packs of crackers and I get them and take them to the man. He thanks me and after he leaves I thank God that he gave me a second chance to make it right.

Now, I’m not saying that he was an angel, he certainly didn’t look the part…I’m also not saying that it will keep me from being cynical, because it probably won’t… what I am saying is that for this moment in time, God gave me a second chance…For this moment in time, God allowed me a chance to see someone as he sees them, not as I see them.

Thank you God that you are a God of second chances and thank You that You see me and accept me as Yours, and not as I am. Thank you for not looking at me the way I looked at that man, but instead looking at me as a child of Yours, worthy of second chances.