Hi guys. I do not own the piece below but just thought to share. I encourage you to read if you can as it's been so helpful to my own soul.

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Let me give you an example. Some of you have read this and you're aware of it. This is Evangeline Booth, who was a daughter of William Booth, founder of Salvation Army. Evangeline Booth: "As one who ministered often to the dregs of society, I found myself one morning outside the large iron gates of a local police court and temporary prison. Waiting for the gates to open I heard the shuffling of heavy feet and loud, agitated voices. The gates opened wide and I witnessed a sight which, if eternity could wash away from my mind, time never can. It was a woman. Two policemen walked in front and two behind. (Now the Salvation Army, in the early days, they reached out to the lowest of the low and they were full of life). Two policemen walked in front and two behind. One stalwart man firmly held the right arm and the other the left. (You've got six guys escorting this woman out). Her hair was uncombed and matted and disheveled. Her right temple was blackened with bruises. Clots of dry blood stood upon her left temple. Her clothes were torn and bloodstained. She tried to wrench her arms from the grasp of the policemen. The very atmosphere of the morning was laden with her curses and oaths. She tossed her head wildly as the six policemen dragged her down the passageway.

What could I do? One more moment and the golden opportunity to be of help would be gone. Could I offer a prayer? No, there was not time. Could I sing? It would be absurd. Could I give her money? She could not take it. Could I quote a verse of Scripture? She would not heed it. Whether it was a divine suggestion or not, I did not stop to think, but the impulse of a burning desire which filled my heart as she passed made me step forward and kiss her on the cheek. Whether the police were taken off their guard by my extraordinary action, relaxed their grasp, I do not know. But with one wrench she freed her arms and clasped her hands as the wind spread her matted, disheveled hair, and she looked toward the grey skies and said, 'My God.' She looked around wildly for a moment and then said, 'My God, who kissed me? My God, who kissed me? Nobody has kissed me since my mother died.'

"Lifting her tattered apron she buried her face in her hands and, like a little lamb, she was led to the vehicle which took her to prison. Later I went to the prison in the hope of seeing her, and at the door stood the warden. When I approached the warden, she said, 'We think her mind is gone. She does nothing but pace up and down her cell, asking me every time I go in if I know who kissed her.'

'Would you let me go in and speak to her?' I asked, 'I am her only and best friend.'

The door was opened and I slipped in. Her face was clean. Her eyes were large and beautiful. And she said, 'Do you know who kissed me?' Then she told me her story. 'When I was a little girl of seven years old, my widowed mother died. She died very poor, although she was of genteel birth. She died in a back basement in the dark. When she was dying she called me to her, took my little face in her hands, and kissed and said to me, 'My poor, little girl. My defenceless, little girl. O God, have pity on my little girl; and when I'm gone, protect her and take care of her.' From that day to this, nobody ever put a kiss upon my face until recently. Then again she asked me, 'Do you know who kissed me?'

I said, 'It was I who kissed you.'

"Then I told her of Him whose life was so much more tender than mine could ever be, and how He went to the cross and bore our sins upon Himself and was wounded for our transgressions, that He might put the kiss of pardon upon our brow. In Him she found light, and joy, and comfort, and salvation, and healing, and love. Before she was released from the prison, the warden testified not only to the change in her life, but to its beauty. She was made, through Christ, the means of salvation to numbers of others who were down as low as she had been, and who were bound with fetters as heavy as those with which she herself had been bound."


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NzRdzaARhRw

Source: https://illbehonest.com/kissed-law-christ-action