A child has come home
I hope I never "get used" to the feeling I have now.
Let me explain...I have joined a new message board community based primarily on quality Christian fellowship. Yes, we talk about gospel music, too...I ask them trivia questions daily about it...not too hard, all in fun...and I'm glad they enjoy participating in it, and enjoy learning about those who have made the music that blesses us so much.
Tonight, I couldn't help but notice that one of our members described how, while watching the 700 Club, was convinced of the need for a new Lord in her life. The life she'd been living to this point apparently was unsatisfying to the point that she could no longer continue without relinquishing her hold on herself. So she called the prayer counselors manning the phones for the show and announced that she was surrendering her life to Jesus Christ.
Once she'd done that, evidently she couldn't wait to go to her computer and post to the board the announcement of her decision. You see, the other members of that community had been praying for this for a long time...surely they ought to be among the first to know the news.
Once she posted, the happy replies kept pouring in! Stacy had become a member of the family of God! We all had a new sister! As I type this, quite frankly, I'm trying to hold back tears of joy here at my part-time job where I'm typing this...in this cynical day and age we live in, where vitriol and spite are exchanged like Christmas presents in the days after Christmas, I'm glad I haven't become so hardened to the pure joy of hearing about some person I barely know turning her life over to a still-living Savior that has overcome this world!
For I still remember the joy I felt on October 19, 1975 at 8:33P on a Saturday night, when my rebellion came to an abrupt halt...and I surrendered my whole existence to a life...a real life...and a new life...in Jesus Christ. Neil Enloe's excellent song "The Joy Of Knowing Jesus" describes that night perfectly...and remains the soundtrack for my life to this very day!
My prayer for Stacy is that she not only feels that joy today, but that that joy will always be near to her, and easy to find again when the world breaks through and bruises her, as it does at times to all of us. And I pray that she will always remember the time, and the place, and that joy!
Stacy, welcome to our family...we've saved a place in it just for you!:-)
Posted on Jan 29, 2007 - 10:50 PM | [0]
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