Woman in red.

As I sat on the street last week, the day after Melbourne Cup, and observed an interaction between a woman dressed in red and a man on the street.

The man is a regular on the street, his hands and fingers are curled either from arthritis  or medication, supported by pillows and covered in a blanket, he shakes almost uncontrollable at times.

As this woman, dressed in a red dress passed by, she noticed this man, stopped, took some money from her purse, put it in the container next to him.

It is what happened next which warmed me, she took his hand and, as she held it gently, looked him in the face and spoke to him, before departing.

It is easy to be cynical of humanity, but in this encounter I believe this man encountered Jesus.

We are indeed God's children and he is not far from anyone of us.