We were speeding along in the car pool lane when I noticed a motorcycle coming up behind us. I moved a little over to the left to allow him to pass more comfortably.
As he passed, he raised the three fingers on his left hand, while holding on to the handle bars. It was a signal of appreciation. It was a thank you. It was love! That small gesture lifted my spirits for the next half hour or more.
He might have been an ex-convict, or a bum of some kind. He might have been a godless atheist. Nevertheless, he has the love of God inside him and he sprinkled a little of that love on us as he passed.
He may not have given any thought to making that gesture, but it impacted ME. That is how easy it is to be an instrument of the Lord Jesus. And he is capable of being that, even if he doesn't know it.
Though we want him to know, he may not be open to that truth for a while. But he is far more than he thinks he is.
And, of course, the lesson for you and me to draw is this: Little things make a difference. Make a note to yourself to keep doing those little things.
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