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This morning I took a small gift to K. She mentioned yesterday how she wanted one of those plastic bags with handles from Mexico - you know the kind you can use at the beach because it doesn't retain sand and other beach-life debris. Well, I had one folded up in my living room drawer that I've only used four times in the nine years I've had it - why not pass it along for someone else to use and love? She hugged me and thanked me; it felt wonderful to make someone so happy before 8:30am.

A moment later she invited me into her office because she had something she wanted to tell me. After closing the door, her eyes filled with tears as she began to thank me for being such a positive energy in her life. She said that I was a battery charger for her, and she can tell a difference in her own attitude and approach to work just in the few short months I've been here. She wasn't sure if I knew that I had this kind of affect on people, but she felt compelled to tell me that there's a bright positive aura surrounding me, and she is so thankful she was lucky enough to meet me and develop a relationship. I admitted to her that I wasn't really aware that I was such a positive influence or that I had a light shining around me, but I thanked her for sharing. We hugged again and moved on.

Proceeding throughout my day I would reflect back on her comments; it didn't take long for the light bulb to explode above my head because I finally realized that even though I know what she's seeing is actually Christ's love through me it didn't occur to me that she didn't know this. I repented immediately for not recognizing and sharing with her that the bright shining aura about me - isn't ME.

So I missed an opportunity to verbally share Christ, but in this particular situation maybe that's okay. She's a self-proclaimed do-gooder. Her experiences in churches she has visited or attended regularly have been unfortunate, therefore she's resigned herself to believe that organized faith is a waste of time. She thinks that it's important to have a good heart and to take care of people. I agree with her, but I wonder if she really knows the love and security she can experience with Christ.

Lord, help me to be awake and cognizant the next time someone recognizes you through me.

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