Matthew 13 Verse 3 Part One continued
Posted: Wed Feb 26, 2020 5:28 pmHello Christianity Oasis, All...
Blessings!
I got saved. All the things I learned about our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ became reality to me when I came up out of the water in the baptismal well. That was wonderful of course, but it wasn't long before my new reality suffered a blow.
One strong indicator that your repentance, confession, and baptism took hold is a sudden willingness to give however you can wherever you can. My parents had given me a toy gun for my birthday that year, and as I was want to do because I was a real live boy, was play with whoever wherever. That day I came upon a very poor boy at his house. He was my age and a classmate. His name was Billy. I noticed that he didn't have any toys of his own to play with so I gave him my toy gun. That was good and I remember feeling lifted in the spirit for my act of kindness.
That, however, only lasted until I got home. "Where's your gun?" That was my dad asking me where my gun was.
"I gave it to my friend Billy," I replied.
Of course that didn't sit well with my dad. Even though he was raised a poor farm kid, and even though he took a pocket full of coins to school each day to buy the lunches for poor farm kids, he made my much, much older brother go and retrieve the gun. Of course I was deeply saddened by my dad's decision. The good news was that puberty hadn't struck yet so I had a few good years left before that nightmare overtook me.
End Part One
Blessings!
Love, In Christ Jesus, Saint701.
Blessings!
I got saved. All the things I learned about our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ became reality to me when I came up out of the water in the baptismal well. That was wonderful of course, but it wasn't long before my new reality suffered a blow.
One strong indicator that your repentance, confession, and baptism took hold is a sudden willingness to give however you can wherever you can. My parents had given me a toy gun for my birthday that year, and as I was want to do because I was a real live boy, was play with whoever wherever. That day I came upon a very poor boy at his house. He was my age and a classmate. His name was Billy. I noticed that he didn't have any toys of his own to play with so I gave him my toy gun. That was good and I remember feeling lifted in the spirit for my act of kindness.
That, however, only lasted until I got home. "Where's your gun?" That was my dad asking me where my gun was.
"I gave it to my friend Billy," I replied.
Of course that didn't sit well with my dad. Even though he was raised a poor farm kid, and even though he took a pocket full of coins to school each day to buy the lunches for poor farm kids, he made my much, much older brother go and retrieve the gun. Of course I was deeply saddened by my dad's decision. The good news was that puberty hadn't struck yet so I had a few good years left before that nightmare overtook me.
End Part One
Blessings!
Love, In Christ Jesus, Saint701.