In the community where I grew up, my father had a friend named Albert. Albert was known throughout town as a drunk, but my father stuck by him, anyway. He saw not who Albert was, but who he could be—a child of God full of love and joy.
"I was in prison and you came to visit me ... I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me." Matthew 25:36, 40
A popular worship anthem by songwriter Brooke Fraser says, “Lead me to the cross where Your love poured out/ Bring me to my knees, Lord, I lay me down/ Rid me of myself, I belong to You.”
These words are easy to sing, but hard to live.