A few years ago a group of salesmen went to a regional sales

convention in Chicago. They had assured their wives that they would be

home in plenty of time for Friday night's dinner.


In their rush, with tickets and brief-cases, one of these salesmen

inadvertently kicked over a table which held a display of baskets of

apples. Apples flew everywhere. Without stopping or looking back, they

all managed to reach the plane in time for their nearly missed

boarding. All but one. He

paused, took a deep breath, got in touch with his feelings, and

experienced a twinge of compassion for the girl whose apple stand had

been overturned.


He told his buddies to go on without him, waved goodbye, told one of

them to call his wife when they arrived at their home destination and

explain his taking a later flight. Then he returned to the terminal

where the apples were all over the terminal floor.


He was glad he did.


The 16 year old girl was totally blind! She was softly crying, tears

running down her cheeks in frustration, and at the same time

helplessly groping for her spilled produce as the crowd swirled about

her, no one stopping, and no one to care for her plight.


The salesman knelt on the floor with her, gathered up the apples, put

them into the baskets, and helped set the display up once more. As he

did this, he noticed that many of them had become battered and

bruised; these he set aside in another basket.


When he had finished, he pulled out his wallet and said to the girl,

"Here, please take this $20 for the damage we did. Are you okay?"


She nodded through her tears. He continued on with, "I hope we didn't

spoil your day too badly."


As the salesman started to walk away, the bewildered blind girl called

out to him, "Mister...." He paused and turned to look back into those

blind eyes.


She continued, "Are you Jesus?"


He stopped in mid-stride, and he wondered. Then slowly he made his way

to catch the later flight with that question burning and bouncing

about in his soul: "Are you Jesus?"


Do people mistake you for Jesus?


That's our destiny, is it not? To be so much like Jesus that people

cannot tell the difference as we live and interact with a world that

is blind to His love, life and grace.



If we claim to know Him, we should live, walk and act as He would.

Knowing Him is more than simply quoting Scripture and going to church.

It's actually living the Word as life unfolds day to day. You are the

apple of His eye even though we, too, have been bruised by a fall. He

stopped what He was doing and picked you and me up on a hill called

Calvary and paid in full for

our damaged fruit.



Let us live like we are worth the price He paid.

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