And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
Dr. E. Stanely Jones, a theologian and missionary to India, wrote a book entitled “Gandhi and the Christian faith,” and he shares his conversations with Gandhi himself:
Dr. Jones asked Gandhi:
“How can we make Christianity naturalized in India, not a foreign thing, identified with a foreign government and a foreign people, but a part of the national life in India and contributing its power to India’s uplift? What would you, as one of the Hindu leaders of India tell me, a Christian, do in order to make this possible?
Gandhi responded with great clarity and directness: “First, I would suggest that all of you Christians, missionaries, and all, must begin to live more like Jesus Christ.
Here is Dr. Jones’ comments on Gandhi’s first advise:
“First of all, we were worshipping Christ more than following him. Jesus said, ‘If any man serve me, let him follow me.’ It is possible to serve Christ and not follow him – not follow Him in Christlike living. The Mahatma need not have said anything more. The first item was quite enough!”
Shortly after World War II came to a close, Europe began picking up the pieces. Much of the Old Country had been ravaged by war and was in ruins. Perhaps the saddest sight of all was that of little orphaned children starving in the streets of those war-torn cities. Early on a chilly morning, an American soldier was making his way back to the barracks in London. As he turned the corner in his Jeep, he spotted a little lad with his nose pressed to the window of a pastry shop. Inside the cook was kneading dough for a fresh batch of doughnuts. The hungry boy stared in silence, watching every move. The soldier pulled his Jeep to the curb, stopped, got out and walked quietly over to where the little fellow was standing. Through the steamed-up window he could see the mouth-watering morsels as they were being pulled from the oven, piping hot. The boy salivated and released a slight groan as he watched the cook place them onto the glass-enclosed counter, ever so carefully. The soldier’s heart went out to the nameless orphan as he stood beside him. “Son…would you like some of those?” The boy was startled. “Oh, yeah…I would!” The American stepped inside and bought a dozen, put them in a bag, and walked back to where the lad was standing in the foggy cold of the London morning. He smiled, held out the bag, and said simply, “Here you are.” As he turned to walk away, he felt a tug on his coat. He looked back and heard the child ask quietly, “Mister…are you God?”
We are never more like God than when we give. “God so loved the world, that He gave…”1
Let’s put feet to our faith, heels to our hope, and legs to our love.
1Charles R. Swindoll and Lee Hough, Improving Your Serve: The Art of Unselfish Living: Bible Study Guide(Anaheim, Calif.: Insight for Living, 1993).