Post by Murph on Sept 5, 2006 19:54:44 GMT -6
One Spring Night
Long time ago, when I was 12 year old, I was baptized. I knew even then, knew before that, had always known, Jesus is my Lord and Savior. But one spring night…best night of my whole life, I met Him face to face. At age 40, I was broken and lost…destroyed and didn’t know how in the world I would ever be whole again. I saw something and put my hands on it. I thought if this really is the image of Jesus and I put my hands on it I will be OK…make me OK again Lord, I want to come home. And He was there. Just Him, and me, and a dog named Duck.
I still didn’t quite get it…but I knew Jesus made me better that night. I wanted to know Him…so I started to study, not just read, but also study the Bible. Years rolled by and at age 59, I wandered off track again. I forgot Him and replaced Him with knowledge or tried to. One summer night that all changed again. Once more I was broken and lost. He was there again with a lone eagle, a hummingbird, and thousands of fireflies. I learned how to fly from an eagle, heard His voice on wings of a tiny bird, and had the dark night of my soul illuminated by the Lord’s own fireflies. I still study, I still study hard, but that changed too. Now it is not for the knowledge, but for Him. I want to know my Savior…my God.
Amen?