You Did It for Me
It was a chilly February evening as we pulled into our neighborhood. On the side of the road sat a young girl, hysterically crying, wearing only a tank top and shorts. We pulled over and I got out and moved toward the woman saying, “How can I help you?”
She muttered the words, “He kicked me out. I’m pregnant, and my boyfriend kicked me out.”
As I searched for words, my only thought was, She’s a person. Show her dignity. So I asked, “What is your name?”
“Brittney.”
I replied, “It’s very nice to meet you, Brittney. Would you like a ride to where you’re going?”
“Yes, my grandma lives nearby.” she said.
We walked to the car, and my husband hopped into the back seat with our two children – who both sat with eyes and mouths agape. Without missing a beat, I introduced my family to Brittney as though I’d known her for years.
“Brittney, would it be okay if I get you some clothes? I can just run inside our home and get them.”
“Yes, I’m really cold.”
I pulled into my driveway and went inside. To my surprise, Brittney followed close behind me. I grabbed a long-sleeved sweatshirt, sweatpants, and flip-flops. I handed her the clothing, and she went to the bathroom to change.
We then took her to her grandmother’s house and wished her well. On the way home, our children inquired about what had just happened, and I simply said, “I’m sure that’s what Jesus would have wanted us to do.” They agreed, and we went about the rest of our evening.
The next morning, I was casually reading my devotional when it was as if the words leapt off the page, “I was naked, and you gave me clothing.” My heart quickened as I remembered the events of the night before.
Opportunities to love like Jesus might happen anytime, anywhere. We can love the stranger on the street like Jesus without even mentioning His name. When Brittney meets Jesus, I pray she’ll recognize Him as the one she encountered on her way to grandma’s house one cold February evening.
Tasha Salinas
Life.Church Midwest City
