An Englishman meets an Indian who talks with great enthusiasm about Jesus Christ. The Englishman says to his new friend, “You are always talking about Jesus Christ. Why do you make such a big deal of Him?”
The Indian gathered some leaves, twigs, and moss, and placed them in a circle on the ground. He picked up a live worm and put it in the middle of the circle. Then he lit the leaves. As the flames rose, the worm began to move, but every way it moved, it got nearer to the flame, and after a few moments it curled up in the middle and prepared to die.
The Indian reached his hand into the flame, picked up the worm, and held it next to his heart. Then he said, “I was the worm—helpless, hopeless, and on the brink of eternal fire. Jesus Christ stretched out His hand, saved me from the fire, and took me into the heart of his love. That is why I make much of him.
Heavenly Father, lead us to love You with more of our heart, more of our soul, more of our mind and more of our strength, and more of our muchness with one another. We need a Savior who can bring us into this — constantly and increasingly.
(Colin S. Smith)