Jesus In My House!

This post is not a display of arrogance or an air of pomposity but indeed Jesus was in my house.

I had just finished cooking my dinner, fried fish with chilli peppers in black beans with rice, and was about to sit myself down in front of the television waiting for American Idol to begin when the door bell chime.

It was the end of the month so I guessed it must be the newspaper man doing his collection. I peeked outside and saw a figure standing outside. It wasn't the paper man. It was about 7 pm but the evening sky was gloomy as it had rained earlier.

"Who could it be?" I tried figuring out as my friends normally sent me a short message to my mobile informing me of their visit. "Maybe it's the neighbor!", as I slant my eyes, trying to get a good focus of the figure outside. It was Jeff, a young lad I got to know from the church not too long ago.

He had with him two huge suitcases and was teary eyes.

I picked up the keys and walked towards the gate, never shifting my eyes from him while I fiddle with the lock and immediately ushered him in after opening the lock, controlling my curiosity to question his unexpected appearance.

Once inside the house, all hell broke loose as he burst out and tears ran down his face like Niagara Falls. I was attempting very hard to make out what he was trying to convey to me.

The only audible full sentence was, "Thank God! I found Jesus in your house!"

Jeff was evicted for failing to settle four months overdue for his room.

Jeff told me that he has been to almost every house of his friends from the church but none could accommodate him. Some told him they don't have any spare room, while others bluntly explained about having daughters and don't feel safe with his presence.

"Each of them have their reasons, and I didn't pursue their reasons for turning me away."

"Maybe it's because of my past, a drug addict and jailbird", Jeff bemoaned.

"Anyway, I was looking for Jesus to help me and not the sinful human" Jeff continued bemoaning sadly.

I was stunned by what he remarked. Before I could reflect on his comment, I saw him broke into a smile and say, "And I found Him in your house, the last house and my last hope!"

WOW!

Cheerfully share your home with those who need a meal or a place to stay. 1 Peter 4:9

When God's children are in need, be the one to help them out. And get into the habit of inviting guests home for dinner or, if they need lodging, for the night. Romans 12:13.

It wasn't me who was hospitable that received Jeff into my home. It was an act of humility and love from our Saviour Himself. I was merely a vessel, learning obedience and always ready to be used by the Master. In reality, the Teacher was teaching me about humility and love, which constitutes his character. My Teacher was teaching me through the Holy Spirit to be hospitable filled with His love and humility.

Our Saviour will never turn anyone away, in regardless who the person was in the past because He will not judge those who constantly seek Him. That's the reason He was sent by the Father; to provide forgiveness and hope for those who sought Him.

Jesus Christ welcome every sinner who seek Him because He came not to judge sinners. We turn people away because we judge them! Most of us doesn't realized that in the presence of our Supreme Almighty Judge, we are no better than Jeff; maybe worse (the fact that we play judge)! We are all sinners in His Presence!

Allow me to conclude with the following verse from Galatians 6:3,

If you think you are too important to help someone in need, you are only fooling yourself. You are really a nobody.