the thoughts that I have about today. It was an incredible display of Christ’s grace but I’m not sure that I’m capable of describing it in a way that makes much sense to me.
So many thoughts have been running through my mind lately about things. Yeah, things, all kinds of things but things. Mostly things spiritual but also observations about the things I read while browsing blogs and such. Why are conservatives, who overwhelmingly say that they in some form or fashion Christian, so negative? Makes no sense. Methinks they need to read their Bibles.
Class was cool. JM was there today and picked up the slack when my voice went awry. The group session was good because of that. But isn’t that what it’s all about? Picking each other up? Of course it is.
Then in class, I just had to go with the flow. I struggled all week with the material we had to cover and then spend 4-5 hours trying to come up with a lesson plan. Finally, I gave up and just tried to ask questions about the material. And the guys had some great observations, the conversation was good.
The pastor had a very good sermon this morning but one that is probably not at the top of the ratings list. It was about hell, a subject frequently avoided by most Christians today. He was discussing the passage in Luke when the rich man wanted Lazarus to go tell his family about hell. He also talked about the fact that we cannot change yesterday, no matter how much we want to.
Almost didn’t go this evening because 2 came in from Austin but things worked out to where I did. And I’m so glad I did, I had such joy singing tonight. And afterwards I went and had coffee with a hurting soul, CH. My is he hurting. I don’t know why some people have such a difficult time with the gospel. I can see the reality of Paul’s words about it being a double edge sword when I talk to CH.
This is a desperate man, a man who finds himself near the bottom of a bottomless pit. I think that he is sincere when he talks about suicide, drugs, addiction and losing his family. Some aren’t and only use those things to gain favor or pity with someone. But looking into his eyes, you feel his pain.
We discussed choices and the fact that it really isn’t hard. He’s bought into the line that life is a struggle and while I agree with that because life is indeed hard, it doesn’t have to be. The choice is his to make tomorrow when he wakes up, do I allow the Holy Spirit to control me or do I allow Satan. It really is simple. But can seem so hard when you are so far, far away.
I thank God for the privilege of talking with CH tonight. I will pray for him and have made a commitment to contact him daily this week. Will you pray for him?