Billy
    Graham and Oprah
    
    Last year I watched Billy Graham being interviewed by Oprah Winfrey on
    television. Oprah told him that in her childhood home, she used
    to watch him preach on a little black and white TV
    while sitting on a linoleum floor.
    
    She went on to the tell viewers that in his lifetime Billy has preached to
    twenty-million people around the world, not to mention the countless numbers
    who have heard him whenever his crusades are broadcast. When she asked if he
    got nervous before facing a crowd, Billy replied humbly, "No, I don't
    get nervous before crowds, but I did today before I was going to meet with
    you."
    
    Oprah's show is broadcast to twenty-million people every day. She is
    comfortable with famous stars and celebrities but seemed in awe of Dr. Billy
    Graham.
    
    When the interview ended, she told the audience, "You don't often see
    this on my show, but we're going to pray." Then she asked Billy to
    close in prayer. The camera panned the studio audience as they bowed their
    heads and closed their eyes just like in one of his crusades.
    
    Oprah sang the first line from the song that is his hallmark "Just as I
    am, without a plea," misreading the line and singing off-key, but her
    voice was full of emotion and almost cracked.
    
    When Billy stood up after the show, instead of hugging her guest, Oprah's
    usual custom, she went over and just nestled against him. Billy wrapped his
    arm around her and pulled her under his shoulder. She stood in his fatherly
    embrace with a look of sheer contentment..
    
    I once read the book "Nestle, Don't Wrestle" by Corrie Ten Boom.
    The power of nestling was evident on the TV screen that day. Billy Graham
    was not the least bit condemning, distant, or hesitant to embrace a public
    personality who may not fit the evangelistic mold. His grace and courage are
    sometimes stunning.
    
    In an interview with Hugh Downs, on the 20/20 program, the subject turned to
    homosexuality. Hugh looked directly at Billy and said, "If you had a
    homosexual child, would you love him?" Billy didn't miss a beat. He
    replied with sincerity and gentleness, "Why, I would love that one even
    more."
    
    The title of Billy's autobiography, "Just As I Am," says it all.
    His life goes before him speaking as eloquently as that charming southern
    drawl for which he is known.
    
    If, when I am eighty years old, my autobiography were to be titled
    "Just As I Am," I wonder how I would live now? Do I have the
    courage to be me? I'll never be a Billy Graham, the elegant man who draws
    people to the Lord through a simple one-point message, but I hope to be a
    person who is real and compassionate and who might draw people to nestle
    within God's embrace.
    
    Do you make it a point to speak to a visitor or person who shows up alone at
    church, buy a hamburger for a homeless man, call your mother on Sunday
    afternoons, pick daisies with a little girl, or take a fatherless boy to a
    baseball game?
    
    Did anyone ever tell you how beautiful you look when you're looking for
    what's beautiful in someone else?
    
    Billy complimented Oprah when asked what he was most thankful for; he said,
    "Salvation given to us in Jesus Christ" then added, "and the
    way you have made people all over this country aware of the power of being
    grateful."
    
    When asked his secret of love, being married fifty-four years to the same
    person, he said, "Ruth and I are happily incompatible."
    
    How unexpected. We would all live more comfortably with everybody around us
    if we would find the strength in being grateful and happily incompatible.
    
    Let's take the things that set us apart, that make us different, that cause
    us to disagree, and make them an occasion to compliment each other and be
    thankful for each other. Let us be big enough to be smaller than our
    neighbor, spouse, friends, and strangers.
    
    Every day, may we Nestle, not Wrestle!