Ever had the experience – I know I met this person somewhere before but I don’t remember where or when. Then it all clicks, I remember.
Somewhere in heaven. When they first crossed paths, they didn’t notice one another. It was only after sitting side by side at the same dinner table several evenings in a row that they started turning their heads a second time so as to almost say, “Don’t I know you from somewhere?” Neither said anything. Then one evening they found themselves facing one another across the table. Their eyes could not help but meet and their faces had similar scars.
Finally, one said, “I’ve been noticing you for some time now. You look so familiar, but I can’t place where we may have met. I thought maybe it was in prison somewhere, but it wasn’t, because I never forget a face I knew there.”
“Funny you say that, I had a similar feeling about you, but I can’t place you. Anyway, my name is Joseph” – and he reached out across the table to shake hands. When they clasped, they both remembered immediately. The scars on the hands from the imprint of the nails – they remembered their crosses!
“Now I remember you,” Joseph said. “We were crucified with that fellow, Jesus.”
“That’s right,” Samuel piped in. “I’m surprised to see you in heaven. You said some pretty rotten things to Jesus.”
“I know. I was scared senseless, but didn’t want to let go of my macho image, so I took it out on Jesus.”
“Well, how did you get in here saying those things?”
“When I heard you admit your crime and ask for Jesus’ help, I knew that’s really how I felt in my heart, but couldn’t find the words for. Lucky thing for me Jesus paid more attention to my heart than to my lips that day.”
Lucky thing for all of us! That Jesus, our Lord and God, pays more attention to our hearts than to our lips. Lucky thing!
