Recently, I
found myself at a well-known business center in a line of one; just myself. One
clerk stood behind a sign that read “next window please”, while the other clerk
bounced back and forth between two windows, neither of which had a customer. I
wondered to myself why neither clerk acknowledged my presence, or said the
expected phrase “Thank you for waiting, I will be with you in a moment.” As
time dragged on, six other customers joined the line with questioning looks. Two
other workers came to the counter, asked the bouncing clerk some questions and
then went back behind the wall (much to everyone’s amazement). Eventually,
another clerk came out from behind the wall, slowly transferred all the needed
material from her box to the waiting cash drawer, finally removed the next
window sign, and spoke the magic words “May I help you?”
Throughout
my confinement in line I had to resist the urge to say either to the clerks or
my fellow inmates “If I operated my business like this, I would have to close
the doors.” Admittedly, my frustration level intensified with each passing
moment and act of callousness, disrespect, and unconcern. After all, “Don’t
they understand that I am their customer?” Thankfully, I kept reminding myself
of who and what I am supposed to be and did not open Pandora’s Box (my mouth).
But, as I drove away, the manner in which I had been treated really gnawed at
me. I asked why I continue to subject myself to this treatment (because it
seems to have become the norm). The answer is because I am confined to this
location due to certain parameters beyond my control.
Then, in His
masterful timing, the Holy Spirit asked, “Who is your customer?” The answer, to
my chagrin, is “everybody”. As a believer in Christ and His inerrant word, I
represent Him to everyone I encounter in every conceivable way; in person, on
the phone, on the internet, on the highway behind the wheel of my vehicle, in
line at every store I can rush to, hastily brushing past the myriad of equally
frantic shoppers in the mall, and the list is infinite. Every soul of man is my
customer, and I represent “the Way, the Truth, and the Life” to them. The scary
part is that I am never off. I work 24/7 for Him. And, how well I represent my
bosses’ corporate mission statement to my customers potentially determines
their eternal outcome. Am I staying behind the “walls” which I have erected,
but the Holy Spirit wants to bring down? Am I busying myself at the “window” of
my life, being careful not to look up and make eye contact with those I am
called to help? Am I bouncing around in constant motion, but accomplishing
nothing of value where it really counts? Am I transferring items of service
from one tray to another, yet failing to actually use them in the service that
matters most; serving my customers, all for whom Christ died?
As we approach this holiday season, may we strive to represent Christ as well as He represents God the Father to us. May we become the "Macy's" in "Miracle on 34th Street", and be the "go to" place that puts the customer first and personal/corporate profits last. After all, we serve the God of miracles, and have the greatest product offering of all stores, the love of Christ. And, unlike the establishment that I was required to patronize, our customers can shop anywhere, for anything. Let's not allow our customers to have to shop in confusing and frustrating places for that which will never satisfy.
See someone
you don’t know? Is there a customer in your line? Speak those magic words, “Hi,
my name is… May I help you?”
On “Bentknee”, Pastor David
Verse for the week:
Ephesians
2:10 (KJV)
For we
are his workmanship,
created in Christ Jesus unto good works, which God hath before ordained that we should walk in them.
created in Christ Jesus unto good works, which God hath before ordained that we should walk in them.