Seriously. What if Jesus were your janitor? Would you pick up that paper towel you tried to throw in the trash can but missed? Would you think twice about leaving crumbs all over the table from your sandwich, the wrapper from your candy bar? If you saw soap all over the restroom sink, would you grab a towel and wipe it up? And if you saw Him mopping the floor, would you stop to tell him “Thank you?”
If you knew it was Jesus, you probably would. But take Him out of that position, and it’s a whole different ball game. Why? Well, it’s just a regular person now, someone making minimum wage or maybe a little more to clean up after people, to scrub toilets, and mop floors. That’s his job, you reason. He’s getting paid to do that.
Or maybe you have a little snobbery going on. You think you’re better than that and you breathe a sigh of relief that your life doesn’t involve that sort of work. So you step past the man cleaning the floors outside the restroom without so much as a smile or “thanks” and off to your higher place, your higher position in life. Whatever that might be.
So why would you treat Jesus with more respect if He were doing the same job? Because He’s Jesus, the Son of God, you might think. Yes, that He is. But don’t you know what you do or don’t do to others you are doing to Him?
That’s right. When you avoid the homeless guy, you’re avoiding Jesus. When you roll your eyes at the teenager taking your plates at the restaurant because he spilled your water, you’re rolling your eyes at Jesus. When you see a woman at the store who is in tatters, needing a shower, and totally disheveled and you purposely hold back smiling at her or making eye contact, you’re holding back that smile and any sort of compassion from Jesus too. When you treat the trash collector like he’s completely not worth your time to nod or smile at, you’re telling Jesus He’s not worth your time either.
I’m not sure why God reminded me of this today, a lesson He explained to me years ago. But He did. Right there in the kitchen while I was fixing breakfast this morning. There must be a reason.
And I pray we “get it.” I would hate to think we’re going around snubbing Jesus Christ.
“He will reply, ‘I tell you the truth, whatever you did not do for one of the least of these, you did not do for me.’” (Matthew 25:45 NIV.)