Just back from Riviera Maya Mexico and had the most amazing conversation with a mom and her teenage son.
It all started with the Holy Spirit directing my eye to a large scar on this young fellow's ankle. You know how He holds your attention a split second longer than usual to get you to look up and ask "What's up Father?"
You know it'd be nice if He caught me up at a good moment, hair combed, makeup on, shoes would have been a boon, but noooooo! Straight off the beach, sand everywhere wrapped in a towel, and beach hair not worthy of a photo shoot LOL!!
So I walked over, asked the Father to lead the conversation, and greeted the mom in a most disheveled state LOL!
She was a beautiful woman. Artist. From England. And we chatted about the watercolors she was working on. Beautiful work. She asked me where I got my inspiration for my work (oh yes I did tell her :) ) and she said how the universe inspired her as her son was giving us side-eye interest.
And then... as she introduced me to him, the Holy Spirit prompted me to give him a message. I looked at him and these words came out of my mouth... summarize and to paraphrase a bit...
"Hi! It is so good to meet you! I apologize for intruding but the scar on your foot caught my eye. I am not sure how you will receive this but it really was a good day when you were born, you have a reason to be here and you will be making a difference for good in a lot of people. I don't know what hurt you but God is not happy that it happened and He wants to help you heal from it. He cares and loves you very much. That scar will always remain as a reminder of what you came out of but God has you from here should you want Him to help." At this point, tears gathered in this young man's eyes and I could feel his reception. I reiterated, "Seriously, it was such a good day when you were born and I am glad as well that you are here. You are a blessing."
And then his mom began to interject her new-age wisdom. I looked at her, smiled, and answered her that she was truly blessed by God to have such a son and that she truly did well by him.
I never downplayed her beliefs, I never criticized her, I never preached at her, I just didn't pay much attention to the folly. That isn't my place or my job for Jesus. My job is to point the way back to hope. He knows how to take it from there.
If they listen, fantastic! If they do not, that's on them.
At the end of the conversation, I had one last message for the son. "Jesus loves you very much and take care of your mom."
2 Corinthians 5:20 So we are messengers for Christ. God is using us to call people. So we are standing here for Christ and begging people, `Come back to God!'
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