A dear friend of mine was out for a run one morning and passed a ragged looking woman dragging a small suitcase. LOVE spoke to her heart as she ran by and said, “She has a name.” Faced with the choice to continue or turn around and acknowledge the woman, my friend chose the latter. The woman lifted her downcast eyes in surprise as my friend approached. Eyes now locked on each other, my friend was struck by how beautiful the woman was and said, “Hi, I am Susie. What’s your name?” The woman’s name was Jane. “You are beautiful Jane. I have two dollars with me. Would that help you buy a burger or something?” The woman’s eyes filled with tears as she accepted the money and the compliment. She was not invisible. She was not insignificant. She had a name.
There is just something about a name. A connection happens when someone knows our name. We are no longer just part of the crowd. We are identified and given uniqueness. For some this need of significance can be so strong that great extremes of good and, sadly, evil are done to make their names known.
So then, what if you and I sought to purposely ask people their names? What affect could that have; to know and be known even just a little?
We don’t have to go far to find those who long to be seen and known. Perhaps that person is staring back at you in the mirror. Well, LOVE is not a respecter of persons. He knows Jane’s name and you can be confident that He knows yours as well.
Today may we see ourselves and others with the eyes of the ONE who intimately knows us. May this knowing emboldened us to action; to recognize and give Divine significance to those so desperately in need. It cost my friend two dollars and 30 seconds of her time to pause and be a light under that bridge. A seemingly small act of kindness, but to LOVE, absolutely beautiful.
Unhindered…live the masterpiece!
“Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by your name; You are mine.” Isaiah 43:2