Tuesday, July 31, 2007

"Cap Nap"

II Samuel 18:32-33
The king asked the Cushite, “Is the young man Absalom safe?”
The Cushite replied, “May the enemies of my lord the king and all who rise up to harm you be like that young man”
The king was shaken. He went up to the room over the gateway and wept. As he wept, he said: “O my son Absalom! My son, my son Absalom! If only I had died instead of you-O Absalom, my son, my son!”

Dinner was over. The host of the party and guest assembled in the living room. We chatted idly before the conversation turned serious. We talked of personal setbacks and obstacles to success, and of the great need for courage and faith in overcoming such experiences. Can some of you remember your attitude toward Christ and His Church when you were beginning to grow up? Maybe this was not your case, but many can remember those times when you felt church was boring. Sunday School or Confirmation was not fun, and you did not want to go. However, you were fortunate enough to have parents or individuals in your life that said firmly, “Enough of that,” and off to church and Sunday school you went. Then came those years when the lessons learned under duress became precious to you. You came back to Christ and His Church,

One experience that I have seldom spoken about is when I was in an orphanage at the age nine due to my mother’s cancer illness. In order to adjust to my situation at the orphanage or change my scenery, I would often just write and image I was at another place and time with God. I wrote the following letter to God with the hope that he would relieve my mother of here pain. Help me receive bad news about her health in the “right perspective” and alleviate my difficult situation.

Dear God, I’m sorry it has taken me so long to write, but my paper was destroyed the other day because of a fight with Billy he called me a racial name. God it’s hard for me to sleep at night because all of the kids here, yelling bad things about me; all I think about is my mother and her disease. I was wondering God if you could help my mother, she is in so much pain and is really sick. Thank you your friend Ronnie.

My mother die a year later of cancer and for me there was temporary loneliness. While I was often remind there is light at the of the tunnel, separation from her meant long nights because I thought we were separated forever. I turned my back on Christ and Hi Church. But my experiences at church as a youth with the promises in “God’s Word” to which have brought to me comfort and strength, I share this story and remind you that God always comes down for us during good times and bad.

I urge you to become part of a small group of Christian people- Christian people who know the Lord and walk with Him in a personal relationship. These are the people with whom you meet regularly to pray and study the Bible. As you meet with these people over a period of time, you share feelings. Without a doubt one of these feelings is loneliness. You can tell them what you are going through in the lonesome hours. Those hours will still be there, but it helps to share these times with a Heavenly Father who cares and with brothers and sisters in Christ who stand ready to help you.
Your Bible has powerful answers to difficult times. Open it daily and let God help you. God Bless You and this Ministry

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