
The ball game was great! The home team won. The sermon was relevant and many in the crowd responded. The concert was on target and loud. We left early, it had been a long day.
On the way home we stopped by McDonald's for a small, late evening, before bedtime snack. I had opened my wallet to pay for the Mighty Kids meals and two grilled chicken wraps, I'm sure you know which one was mine.
There he was. He was dirty and unshaven. His clothes were ragged, torn, and a few sizes to big. And he smelled. He was the epitome of life on the streets. I stared for a moment into the empty eyes that seemed to have lost any glimmer of hope. After returning my gaze he lowered his head as if he were ashamed.
My mind rewound to just an hour before. I found myself in a beautiful stadium of lights. There was beautiful green grass and all the glitz and glamour that goes with the game. I was surrounded by children, teenagers, and adults all dressed in nice clothes and sipping soda from bottomless cups. I heard the Gospel presented and watched as many responded. Trucks, cars, SUVs, church buses and vans, all air conditioned, headed for the nearest eatery for a late evening snack. It had been a great day!
Now, I'm at McDonald's. As a preacher of the Gospel I'm confronted with my personal gospel. I picked up my change and my order and made my way to our table. I've got a wonderful wife. As soon as I sat down she said, "I wonder if he's hungry." I responded, "I'll find out."
Excuse me sir, are you hungry? Yes sir I am. What do you want? A double cheeseburger and two apple pies. Give me a double cheeseburger meal and two apple pies. You want anything else? No sir. Can I ask you a personal question? Yes sir. Do you know Jesus as your Savior? Yes sir, I sure do. What you have been given has been given to you in His name. Yes sir. The lady behind the counter said, "Thank you so much!"
It's going to happen. Somewhere, sometime, somehow. You're going to be confronted with your personal gospel. No words, no theology lesson. Only your actions. I pray you'll live it out! It's great!
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You never know how much you touch people lives. I know I was given the pleasure to minister to the girls of the Baptist Children's Home last week and was a blessing that I recieved from these girls. WOW...doesn't even begin to touch the surface!
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