Your walking down the street on a crisp autumn afternoon. The nip in the air, the click of your heels on the sidewalk, and the sense of purpose as you head toward your favorite coffee shop gives you that "on top of the world" feeling. After you place your order you fold you hands and look around. Scanning the small dining area it's the same as always. But something is different. The tables are the same. The decorations haven't changed and the music playing softly in the background is the same as always. What then is the difference? Simply, the difference between this week and last is just one thing: People. No people have always been there but today, for the first time in your year of loyalty to this cafe the people become more than just part of your surroundings. You start to see their faces and wonder about them. What are their stories? What pain lies behind their smiles? As you walk away you away sobered. It's the same path you have taken hundreds of times but now it is more. You notice the old man on the bench. The girl at the bus stop. The lady watering her window box. You soak this all in and realize that these are more than faces. They are lives. They are treasures. They are what Jesus gave His life on the cross for 2,000 years ago.