I was in church a few weeks ago. After service a man came up to me and said, "hey, I recognize you. Where do I know you from."
Whenever this happens I have two stock answers. One is, "oh, I have a generic face." The other is, "have you ever been in prison?"
I tried both on him. Finally he said, "oh, I know, you used to be a pastor."
I know that he didn't mean anything by that, but way down inside of me, it stung a little bit. It was kind of like, well, you used to be someone, but now......
Yes now, now I am a hobo, now I am a nothing.
Well, let's talk about that. All of us used to be something. We used to be younger, we used to be better looking, on and on it goes.
But all of us are something. All of us are somebody. We are all God's children. We are all dearly loved. We are all more valuable than we can ever imagine, regardless of what job we hold or don't or what age we are, or how much money we do or do not make.
You still are somebody. So am I.
It's a beautiful day in God's world, be sure to see the good.