Many times, sheer rudeness baffles me, I was brought up that the different between animals or bogans and us, was manners.

Walking in front of someone, “oh excuse me or sorry”. Bumping someone, “sorry”.

Or just offering a hand, “excuse me, would you like me to grab a basket for you”.

Again what would Jesus do?, walk around with sheer ignorance, hmmm food for thought.

Thinking of someone else, driven by his father, not money or status, again hmmm.

I clean my house, ready for his presence and I do it with gladness, I tell him I love him, why because I do, he is my father, my brother and my friend.

(Someone recently said to me, they saw Jesus putting his hand behind them and greeting them in my driveway) as I said to them, in the word it says that he has no place to lay his head. Well I have two beds he can pick which one, but he is always told by me, that he is welcome anytime, this is his house, I just live in it.

I am the exception to the worlds rule and he will wait for your invite, so invite him in….