>> Sunday, April 28, 2013
Red was not a Christian. He was kind of family … married to my brother-in-law’s sister. So I heard all about his misdeeds … with warnings about being around him. He smoked … and probably drank beer. Such a bad sort.
Then came the day he entered the church doors … walked the aisle to the altar … and asked God to forgive him. After church, he stood on the sidewalk as the faithful churchgoers walked by heading home.
A lovely old lady saint got in his face and said, “Well that didn’t take long. You’ve backslidden already.” Other similar comments were sent his direction as the word spread about his action. “You are bound for hell with that filthy habit.”
Red never came to church again.
That incident came to mind as I worked in my garden this week. We take such good care of little seedlings. We make sure they are watered. When we plant them in the ground, we give them some food to help them be healthy and produce wonderful flowers.
Red was a seedling that was jerked from the ground. No water for him. No kind words. No mention of God’s love. He hadn’t instantly produced wonderful blooms, so he was cast aside.
I have friends who are seedlings … and you probably do too. Let’s make sure they receive the needed water … and love. We may never see the blossoms.
“Be patient with each person, attentive to individual needs. And be careful that when you get on each other’s nerves you don’t snap at each other. Look for the best in each other, and always do your best to bring it out.” 1 Thessalonians 5:14 (MSG)