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But imagine something...
What if they were all Jesus?
Ok ok, I know, it seems crazy to think of an elevator full of Jesuses. (Except in a way it's perfect. I totally want to start a grunge band now called Elevator Full of Jesus)
But seriously people, think about it. I posted about this before but I can't remember which blog I put it on (I've also got a side blog over at Moments of Majesty) so I'm going to say it again here.
If you were on an elevator with Jesus, would you sigh loudly and roll your eyes if he accidentally pushed the wrong button? Would you fart on your way out just because it's kinda funny that he'd be stuck with it? Would you completely ignore him if he dropped his folder and his papers scattered all over the floor?
Would you hold the door for him if you were in a hurry and he was running to catch it?
I would think that if it were really Jesus, you would.
Well, didn't he say something about when you do things for other people, so have you done them unto him?
That's kinda the good and the bad, you know.
When we think poorly of people, we think poorly of the One who died so that those people might receive the same grace and forgiveness that God has extended to you. Yes, you. YOU. The one reading this. God loves YOU. He loves you so much that He sent His one and only son to die, to be separated from the Godhead, to break up (albeit briefly) the most perfect love-relationship EVER. All because we totally eff things up on our own and there's no way we could get into heaven otherwise.
And it's not just you. It's her too. It's him. Yes, even her. Uh, huh... him too.
Sucks a little doesn't it, losing that high horse?
We all get to get in, if we want it. So... maybe we need to treat each other a little better? If not for them, then for the One who gave them the same grace He gave us.
Because I'm sure someone else is looking at you half the time and saying "Really, God, them too?"
You betcha. All of us. We're just an elevator full of Jesuses, heading on up.