"Regular" People

I'm in an airport, on stand-by because an earlier flight was terribly delayed. So my wife and I had an "airport dinner" –– a slice of pizza apiece and a shared salad and soft drink. When I got to the table she remarked how "cheap" the bill was, and then noticed the young fellow had failed to charge for the salad.

I went back over to the counter and said, "You didn't charge me for a salad, and I do not want to cheat you."

He looked at me, astounded, and said, "People don't do that."

I replied, "I belong to Jesus, and He would want me to pay you."

It's often in the little things that we can be distinctive for our Lord. I do not want to be like "regular" people. I want to be like Jesus.