Paul

I wonder who was “Paul” for me in my life? Who told me, who revealed to me glimpses of God?

I was born into the Lutheran church and my first glimpse of God was Mrs. Stoltz and a number of other Sunday school teachers, who, with glitter and glue, flannelgraphs and toilet paper rolls, and a lot of patience, proclaimed to me the love of God. What once might have been unknown or at least not very developed became known and grew through lots and lots of stories and sharing.

For others the experience happens later. But each and every one of us has a Paul. Maybe it was a parent or grandparent singing “Jesus Loves Me” or saying bedtime prayers. Maybe it was a friend who invited you to worship or to a study at the church. Or perhaps it might even have been the pastor.

You know something else? You might just be Paul for someone. You might be the one who shows God’s love and helps unlock what seemed hidden in a friend, a loved one or a co-worker.

God is at work all around us. May we listen to those who proclaim God’s grace every day.

"What therefore you worship as unknown, this I proclaim to you." (verse 23) — BM