TAKE ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY PEOPLE and pack them into a flying metal container at 30 thousand feet and then get a good number of them coughing and sneezing and it’s a miracle if any of us make it out of there without catching some dreaded disease!
Consider it. Sitting shoulder to shoulder, almost knees to back, all breathing the same air, how is it that we don’t all get sick, or worse? How can we come out of such a situation without catching what others have? Beats me.
While dwelling on this “miracle,” I started thinking about how people can rub shoulders with those of us “infected” with the love and grace of God and not “catch it” either? Almost everyday I bump into the same people, and yet very few of them seem to catch what I have. Why is that?
Maybe it’s because they got their spiritual flu shots. You know how it is; you get a little bit of the real thing, but just enough to keep you from catching it full-blown. Or possibly it’s because I don’t get close enough to them to spread the “blessing germ.” Or I don’t allow the Holy Spirit to breathe His breath upon them. And yes, there are those who are just too well protected, it’s as if they were living in some plastic bubble that keeps them from ever breathing the rarified air of the Spirit. Whatever it is, I guess I need to try a little harder to infect them with the blessings of the Lord.
Come to think of it; it gives a whole new meaning to the saying, “God bless you!”