>> Thursday, July 7, 2011
And my heart went out to him.
I had a real-life sermon sitting next to me … one without words.
I knew this man. First his wife died … and then his son. I had never heard a word of complaint from him. Until he became so incapacitated, he handed out bulletins at the door … always with a smile and sometimes a hug.
He really needed to just sit. It was a struggle for him to stand. But it was the 3rd of July and we were singing patriotic songs. So up he came. When he sat down, he didn’t sit squarely on his chair. He was now crowding me.
I wasn’t about to ask him to move.
But we stood one more time as the scripture was read. Up he came again. This time he landed in his chair.
As I sat there, I knew I might not see him again. He’s had some really bad days. And I thanked God for people like him … people who wonderfully represent the name of Christ. I prayed for him … and for me … that I might grow up to be like him.
“Do everything without complaining and arguing, so that no one can criticize you. Live clean, innocent lives as children of God, shining like bright lights in a world full of crooked and perverse people.” Phil. 2:14-15 (NLT)