| | Here I was, minding my own business at Brookshire Brothers, getting
some groceries for me and some snackage for tonight's youth gathering,
when it happened. I was confronted by a member of my church who
has attended at least three times in the 2+ years I have been here.
Of course he started, like they all do, with promises of trying to make
it to church again. But he didn't stop there. He went on to
explain how he has been wronged by pastors in the past so he just can't
quite get that all behind him. He wants to come talk to me, to
get things settled, because, of course, I am not one of the ones who
has wronged him. (why and I tempted to add a "yet" to the end of that
sentence?)
Instead of just listening, I told him, "I know this sounds easy, but
you really just have to get up Sunday morning, get dressed, and come to
worship."
I didn't begin to suggest the freedom I have found in:
having been wronged by grocery stores, I manage to continue to buy groceries,
having been wronged by auto-repair shops, I manage to keep getting my car fixed,
having been wronged by department stores, I still occassionally manage to buy and wear clothes.
Get my drift?
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| | Posted 3/22/2006 4:07 PM - 24 Views - 4 eProps - 3 comments
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