It was one of those things where I thought I had learned something but come to find out that it’s worse than it ever was. Come join me today.
The question is: Do we let people find Jesus in places other than how we find Him? It’s a big one.
Recently I drove through the parking lot of a nearby strip mall.
Looking for a parking spot, I passed a woman walking out of a clothing store to her car. She was young, dark haired and looked like she had gone shopping after getting off work somewhere else. She was deep in thought and barely noticed what was happening around her.
As I drove slowly past her, she made the sign of the cross across her chest and kissed her hand. She kept walking.
I didn’t know if she was sad, if she was thankful, if she was hopeful or worried, but in any case, she has made the parking lot in an Orange County suburb a sanctified place. She seems lost in thought or prayer and has summoned the sacred by bringing God with her, into a very non-sacred place.
How dare we judge, ever, where and how people find and commune with Jesus…
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