When I was around the age of 10, I was walking out of my house, minding my business, and out of nowhere a grasshopper flew on my nose. It seemed like time stopped as I was staring directly in the eyes of little grasshopper. In that moment, the only thing I knew to do was to scream, and needless to say, that was the day my fear of grasshoppers developed.
Fast forward 18 years, I walk outside to go get my weekly ice cream treat, and I see a grasshopper. Naturally, I let my daughter go ahead because she's fearless and I figured if it saw her coming it would move. When it didn't budge,I shrugged and scurried around it to safety. Later that night I went back outside and the grasshopper was on it's side and I could tell it was struggling to turn over. As I walked closer I realized the grasshopper only had one leg. I pushed my fear to the side, held my breathe, and helped the grasshopper over.
Through that series of real life events, God showed me that sometimes you have to help unlikely people, people you may not get along with, or see eye to eye with. As I helped turn the grasshopper over, I was deathly afraid of it jumping on me and making me have a heart attach, but I still helped it.
Never be so close-minded or hardhearted that you miss the opportunity to help, or be a blessing to someone, even if the person is unlikely.