“Many years ago,” a woman wrote in a small farm magazine, “I learned what real Christian love can be like. Mother was struggling alone to provide for us three children. She did her best, but we barely had enough food and clothing. A Sunday school nearby began inviting the neighborhood children to attend, and Mother said I could go. I used to slip in quietly and leave quickly, ashamed of how I was dressed.
“One day we were told there would be a special treat for us the next Sunday. For each child there would be a small gift and delicious food. How I wanted to go! But how I wished I had something better to wear! I knew some of the children laughed at my shabby dress, so I asked Mother to be sure my best dress was clean.
“That Sunday I was so excited as I went off to Sunday school. How I was looking forward to the special treat!
“ ‘Just look at that poor child over there in such a terribly wrinkled dress! Couldn’t her mother at least iron it for her!’ a well-dressed mother whispered loudly to her friend. ‘My Amy is in the same class with her, and she tells me that she always looks that way. There’s just no excuse for sending a child to Sunday school looking like that. And to the treat too!’
“I had overheard what they had said, and the words were like a knife to my heart. I couldn’t think about anything else, and the delicious cookies just stuck in my throat. My only thought was to run home and never, never return. As I sat miserably alone blinking back the tears, the smell of perfume made me aware that someone was very near to me. And just then I felt an arm slip around my shoulders. I looked up into a face so sweet and kind that I shall remember it the rest of my life.
“ ‘Katy,’ she was saying, ‘we are so glad you came! When you finish eating I’d love to walk you home. I’ve been wanting to get to know you better. Would that be all right?’
“She did just that, and as we walked she asked about my family. After a while she very casually asked if my mother possibly needed an iron. ‘Anyway,’ she said, ‘we have one that I would like to bring over . . . if she can use it, that is.’
“Would Mother like an iron! Needless to say we accepted the gift, and through other kindnesses from this lovely Christian lady my wounded heart was healed.
“This incident,” she added, “influenced and colored my whole life.”
This story has a real message for those of us who love the Lord Jesus. Do you stop to think how you hurt other children when you make those sly, unkind remarks to your friends about someone who perhaps isn’t as nicely dressed or as popular as you are? Or if someone is standing alone and feeling strange, do you try to make friends with them? Have you ever thought that failing to do so really hurts the message of the gospel of Jesus Christ? This puts a serious light on actions like these.
Among the six things that the Lord hates is “a proud look.” Proverbs 6:17. The Lord Jesus wants His children to “preach the gospel to the poor” and “to heal the brokenhearted.” Luke 4:18. Jesus also said in Matthew 11:5 that “the poor have the gospel preached to them.” It is wrong to look down on or make fun of poorly dressed children who need the Saviour and whom He loves and wishes to save. “The Son of man is come to seek and to save that which was lost.” Luke 19:10. Why not dare to be different, and reach out to “heal the brokenhearted”? Your friends might snicker, but then again, they just might decide to do the same. The wonderful woman in Proverbs 31 had, among her other qualities, one jewel which we should desire- “In her tongue is the law of kindness.” v. 26.
“The Lord is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust.” Psalm 18:2
ML-07/04/1993