I was listening on line to JD Farag. Pastor of Calvary Chapel Kaneohe, Sunday night on the prophecy update he does each week. He was passionately mentioning the "signs" that are around us.
"And you will hear of wars and rumors of wars. See that you are not alarmed, for this must take place, but the end is not yet. For nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom, and there will be famines and earthquakes in various places.-Matthew 24 6-7"
What Farag mentioned next hit home with me. In fact, it took me back to 10/31/2010. It has to do with the importance of leading people to Jesus in these times. Not that you have to take someone the whole way home. Maybe it was simply that you planted the seed. Below are my thoughts 9 and 1/2 years ago.
I have a new job, one that excites the stuffing out of me. It doesn't come with an office, doesn't have any big title and the money is lousy. But that's alright. You see, I'm the new Seed Planter in town.
I've been so many other things over the years. Doing this to get that. But always in ways that could benefit me, my family or our future. And that's come with mixed results. I've done some neat things (taken each of my children to a sporting event and gotten them on the sidelines)......met some interesting people (Paul Harvey, Gerald Ford, Shawn Johnson, Mike Ditka and Ed Thomas).....and traveled to some nice places (Jamaica and Soviet Union). In every instance, it was about me. Soaking up the moment, somewhat prideful me. But I've changed. I've changed because it's time to.
Let me tell you a story about a little boy named Jake. That's what he's remembered by, Jake. No last name is needed. Jake, contracted encephalitis and died several years ago, tragically . He started feeling punky one day, lethargic, then began running a fever. No one knew what was happening. Doctors were stumped. His parents became frantic. He got sicker and sicker...until he passed away in his mother's arms. In a span of 72 hours, Jake went from a healthy, bouncing, fun-loving boy....to the end of life.
His mother, wrote a letter several days after he passed and thanked everyone for their support. The letter was written so eloquently. It described so much in a short amount of space, but it hit home. It told of their families knowledge that Jake was their "gift" and that even though they selfishly wanted him longer, they knew God had a plan. I'm sure Jake's mother had help in writing that letter. How could she not? And I don't mean the help came from anyone here on earth. I couldn't imagine losing a child, let alone putting my thoughts down on paper so soon after burying him.
I tell you about Jake because his name lives on. Each Holy Spirit Retreat at Lutheran Church of Hope's Alpha class, this story is told. You couldn't hear a feather drop during Jake's Story. That's the effect little Jake has. Yes, his name lives on, and on, and on. He is impacting lives because of his death.
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| A little dab will do it....... |
Back to the present.
I can't think of a more perfect story regarding a seed planter. If you and I simply step up and be bold. If we show God's love, that's all we need to do. The rest will take care of itself. Maybe you'd continue to be in that person's life...or maybe not. All...we....need...to...do...is....plant....the....seed.
YGG,
John
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