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Finding Jesus

The King will reply, "I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of
the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me."
-- Matthew 25:40

Michael David Crawford, Baritone,

January 18, 2006

Copyright © 2006 Michael David Crawford. All Rights Reserved.

"Then the King will say to those on his right, 'Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world. For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.'

"Then the righteous will answer him, 'Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?'

"The King will reply, 'I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me.'

-- Matthew 25:34-40

After work I stopped at the Broadway SkyTrain station to put up some of my free music download posters. I was taping one to one of the concrete support pillars when I got hassled by a cop. Well, not hassled - he just asked me not to put it there. "That's not what that's there for."

I reached into my coat pocket to get one of my handbills, then offered it to him. "Do you like piano music? You can download it for free." He didn't seem interested. I wondered if he might bust me for trying to bribe him.

I was headed across the street when a tall thin man with several days of beard growth on his face asked me for spare change.

"I'm sorry bro. I can't help you," I said.

"But I'm so hungry!" He nearly burst into tears.

"C'mon, I'll buy you some pizza."

"Really?" He was very excited.

There is a pizza joint underneath the Broadway SkyTrain station. I held the door open for him. I try to do little touches like that - I don't think many people hold doors open for guys like him.

"Get two slices of whatever you want."

"I'll have one of those... it's vegetarian right?" The girl didn't answer. "And one of those, but make sure it's vegetarian." I had to admire him - he wasn't too hungry to stick to what he believed in.

"Do you want something to drink?" I asked.

"Coffee," he replied.

"Do you have coffee?" I asked the girl. "No," she replied. "How about a soda?" I asked him. He said "No."

After I paid he said "You could give me money to buy a coffee." "I'm sorry..." "You could buy me a coffee!"

I was ready to go find a place to buy him coffee when the manager started giving him a hard time: "You can't be bothering our customers every day!"

I considered telling the manager to leave him alone, that I was buying supper for my friend, but I don't doubt he did make a nuisance of himself. "We'd better go."

"Let me bless you. I'm a priest."

"OK," I said, feeling unsure. He then said a very elaborate blessing while holding out his right hand, passing it side to side then up and down in front of me.

"Give me a hug," he said, and I did.

As we parted I asked "What's your name?"

And he said, "Jesus."

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