I'm not sure why I have struggled to blog recently (minus the film reviews), I have not been that busy, I guess I just haven't had much inspiration! Just like school reports I suppose...must try harder.
Recently I still have heavy on my mind those friends who used to have some kind of relationship with God as a teenager, but since uni and adult life have decided to 'go it alone'. I feel that when I see them I still need to bring a little of God into their lives, to remind them that He still loves them.
Last night I went to a youth event that two of my friends were involved in guest leading. One guy was leading worship, and the other one speaking for the first time. I'm used to seeing Dave lead worship, but I especially went to see Matt speak. Afterwards when they were praying for people I got a sense of God (like that bit from the gospels) being 'well pleased' with them. It made me think that I'm always praying for the 'yet to return prodigals', but not for the faithful 'sons who have stayed'.
Recently I still have heavy on my mind those friends who used to have some kind of relationship with God as a teenager, but since uni and adult life have decided to 'go it alone'. I feel that when I see them I still need to bring a little of God into their lives, to remind them that He still loves them.
Last night I went to a youth event that two of my friends were involved in guest leading. One guy was leading worship, and the other one speaking for the first time. I'm used to seeing Dave lead worship, but I especially went to see Matt speak. Afterwards when they were praying for people I got a sense of God (like that bit from the gospels) being 'well pleased' with them. It made me think that I'm always praying for the 'yet to return prodigals', but not for the faithful 'sons who have stayed'.
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On the outskirts of a small town, there was a big, old pecan tree just inside the cemetery fence. One day, two boys filled up a bucketful of nuts and sat down by the tree, out of sight, and began dividing the nuts.
"One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me," Said one boy. Several dropped and rolled down toward the fence.
Another boy came riding along the road on his bicycle. As he passed, he thought he heard voices from inside the cemetery. He slowed down to investigate. Sure enough, he heard, "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me."
He just knew what it was. He jumped back on his bike and rode off. Just around the bend he met an old man with a cane, hobbling along.
"Come here quick," said the boy, "you won't believe what I heard! Satan and the Lord are down at the cemetery dividing up the souls."
The man said, "Beat it kid, can't you see it's hard for me to walk." When the boy insisted though, the man hobbled slowly to the cemetery.
Standing by the fence they heard, "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me."
The old man whispered, "Boy, you've been tellin' me the truth. Let's see if we can see the Lord."
Shaking with fear, they peered through the fence, yet were still unable to see anything. The old man and the boy gripped the wrought iron bars of the fence tighter and tighter as they tried to get a glimpse of the Lord.
At last they heard, "One for you, one for me. That's all. Now let's go get those nuts by the fence and we'll be done."
They say the old man made it back to town a full 5 minutes ahead of the Kid on the bike.
SMILE, God Loves You!
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