Jesus at the Door


friendshipsThis is another episode about – My friend Mary. This story she told me last week was inspiring and in the spirit of Christmas, I thought the time of year was appropriate to share this story.

Last Sunday Mary was getting ready to go to church, as she tries to make it a weekly habit. Even on the days that Mary doesn’t feel up to going, she makes every effort.

As many of us can relate, the east coast got hit with a boatload of snow last weekend. Mary’s husband was out of town on business and when she stepped outside to get in her car, she found her driveway laden with snow, impossible to get her car out. Mary took it upon herself to begin shoveling her driveway and almost halfway through she found that she could no longer do anymore shoveling. She was exhausted from the weight of the snow, and so she decided that she had given it her best effort and conceded. She resigned herself to the fact that there would be no church that day and went to sit down and make a cup of coffee and thaw out.

As Mary was enjoying her coffee, there was a sudden knock at the door. She went to the door filled with curiosity who it could be given that she wasn’t expecting any company and the inclement weather. There stood a man looking rather tattered and disheveled. He carried in the crook of his arm a shovel. He told her he had walked from the other side of town and was offering to shovel her driveway for whatever amount of money she could spare because he desperately needed to buy some groceries. Mary’s compassion was touched and she felt sorry for the man and gave him some money and bid him God bless, also telling him she didn’t require him to shovel.

When Mary told me this story she said that many others may have closed the door or perhaps thought the stranger was scamming for money but she felt compassion for him and he wasn’t asking for something for nothing in return. She also told me that these kinds of offerings don’t usually happen in her neighborhood. Mary was really puzzled by this visitor. After he left, Mary sat back down in her kitchen and felt bad that she didn’t give him more.  As the day wore on, the stranger’s visit played on Mary’s conscience. Earlier, Mary had felt guilty that she couldn’t make it to church; but later she began to feel if she had gone to church, the stranger may not have received anything from anyone else. Mary then quoted a psalm from the bible to me and as I am not a very religious person, I can’t quite recall it verbatim. But her words were to do with Jesus who went in disguise to strangers seeking kindness and watching to see who were the givers and who would deny him. It was Mary’s revelation that she was snowed in so she would be home for the knock on the door to pay a kindness.

Mary said to me, “Deb, I think Jesus came to my door and I am so glad I was there to fulfill his request.

God bless you Mary.


2 thoughts on “Jesus at the Door

  1. Hello DG…

    love the wisdom beneath the story related to Mary…

    She was right in so many ways… I have been thinking regarding the day after Christmas Eve that Itseems paradoxical that you guys call that day “Boxing Day” and that people get crazy to get bargains and so on…

    Who was Jesus after all ?(I mean just picking up his story in The Bible)… He was a Messiah who was a shepherd´s soon… Who came to save Humanity, to spread love and peace on earth…

    Christmas is his birthday… I do believe shopping gifts are cool of course but I just wonder we people pick up that day to do the shopping marathon… Could´nt we do the sales off let´s say afer New Year´s day… I am Catholic but I don´t think I am being liturgical… Balance is the key and so is humility…

    I wish you have had a beautiful Christmas day despite the tough storm…

    All my best wishes for 2014… As for me I will start it along your book´s pages !

    Aquileana 🙂


    1. Ahh, my dear Aquileana, I love your analysis when I write. I am inclined to agree with you and funny about Boxing day as my friend Mary was just telling me the story about how Boxing day evolved in England when the feudal lords gave their slaves gifts after Christmas, hence Canada celebrates this not the U.S. as part of the British ruling of monarchy. Thanks again for supporting my work and as always, I shall look forward to the time you have an opinion for me when you have once read my book! Happy New Year my sweet friend! xo


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