On my morning commute to work, I occasionally see an elderly man walking on the sidewalk, using his cane, and going about his life. What makes this man special? Why do I always look for him? I have no idea who he is, where he lives, or what he has done in his lifetime.
I do know that whenever a car passes him by, he waves and grins at the driver.
This man chooses joy each morning on his stroll. The first time I saw him, I thought that he knew the person that was passing. When it kept happening though, I knew that he was just doing it to show some kindness. He doesn't know any of us, but that doesn't stop this man from grinning at his fellow human-beings like they were his best friends in the whole world. It is one of the sweetest experiences to see how much he wants to say "hello". I always make sure to wave back.
There is so much anger and hatred in the world. What would it look like if we truly loved our enemies, as Jesus tells us to do in Matthew 5?
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