“Come
to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” –
Matthew11:28
Robbie
checked the weather on his smartphone and his heart sank. At nineteen, he was
an employee for a local hotel and he dreaded seeing the low nightly
temperatures. The hotel where he worked was in a downtown area that had a large
population of the homeless.
He’d
made friends with Austin, a military veteran who had spent the past few months sleeping
on park benches. “Life just kind of fell apart all at once and I couldn’t put
back together,” he had explained.
When
he clocked in to work that night, Robbie checked the logs and several of the
rooms would be open for the evening. He gathered his courage and hurried to his
manager’s office before he could talk himself out of it.
Robbie
opened the door when the older man barked permission. He wiped his sweaty palms
on his jeans, “Record cold temperatures are expected tonight.”
The
manager kept playing a game on his smartphone, “I have a weather app, too. Spit
it out.”
“Well,
I checked the log and we have more than a few empty rooms. I—can I book them in
my name? You can take it out of my paycheck.”
Robbie’s
manager stopped the game and leaned back in his chair. “Are you havin’ a family
reunion in the middle of this mess?”
Robbie
shook his head, “I know a couple of guys. They don’t have any place to go.” He
flushed, “Jesus was homeless once.”
The
manager considered his request for a minute before finally blowing out a
breath. “Keep it quiet, kid, and don’t get me in trouble.”
Robbie
was almost to the door when his manager called out, “Oh, and put me down for
half of the rooms.”
God, help me to be invitational when it
comes to others. Show me how to be a blessing to someone else this week. In
Jesus’ name, Amen.
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