A pastor pulled two glasses from behind the pulpit during his Sunday Sermon. One was full of water, the other gin. He then pulled a worm from out of a match box and dropped it into the glass of water. It wriggled around for a moment and then the pastor pulled it out and dropped it into the glass of gin. Instantly the worm went stiff as a board, dead.
The pastor then asked, "So what does this teach us?"
From the back of the room a small boy piped up, "If you drink gin, you won't get worms."
Monday, April 27, 2009
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Easter -- The Time For Renewal
Easter seems to have been forgotten this year. I have found very little in the media or the general public sentiment that even acknowledges the season. Personally, I'm spending a great amount of time at work due to the looming tax deadline. But I am tired of making excuses about why I didn't plan to attend church (I repented and went to church this morning -- I need His help at this time of year -- I figured I owed Him some time this day).
But Easter should be remembered. In fact, it must be remembered. The spring season is a time of rebirth for the Earth and its plants. The animals come out and newborns are introduced to the world.
And an empty tomb makes our rebirth possible.
I do not have enough time to write everything I feel for my Savior. I do not have enough words to express my love and gratitude. English (and every other language I either know or am familiar with) is inadequate as a medium for my feelings, thoughts, desires, love and pain.
And yet we try, for that is the best we can do. Maybe the image of falling at His feet, feeling the prints of the nails, and soaking his robes with our tears is close. For today, it is close enough.
I have been saved from Death and Hell because of the events of Easter. An unparallelled gift was given and we are wrapped in His love.
And yet the world ignores.
Poor foolish world.
Don't be a fool.
But Easter should be remembered. In fact, it must be remembered. The spring season is a time of rebirth for the Earth and its plants. The animals come out and newborns are introduced to the world.
And an empty tomb makes our rebirth possible.
I do not have enough time to write everything I feel for my Savior. I do not have enough words to express my love and gratitude. English (and every other language I either know or am familiar with) is inadequate as a medium for my feelings, thoughts, desires, love and pain.
And yet we try, for that is the best we can do. Maybe the image of falling at His feet, feeling the prints of the nails, and soaking his robes with our tears is close. For today, it is close enough.
I have been saved from Death and Hell because of the events of Easter. An unparallelled gift was given and we are wrapped in His love.
And yet the world ignores.
Poor foolish world.
Don't be a fool.
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