Let Me Cry With you

“But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit has come upon you, and you shall be My witnesses both n Jerusalem, and in all Judea, and Samaria, and even in the remotest part of the earth.”  (even in Michigan)  (Acts 1:8).

Hey Gang.  This was a fabulous day.  It was warm, the sun was out bright.  It was just about perfect - weather wise.  It was a great day to get out the black pots and do some serious over the fire cooking.  Soooo, we dug out the Carncross recipe for his famous Maple syrup beans and cooked a couple pots of beans and then cooked a pot of chicken stew and finished it off with cooking and flavoring a ham.  All this while grand ma set a batch of home made bread. That, when covered with grand ma’s famous frozen strawberry jelly, is the perfect topper to a perfect meal.  Now I ask you, are you not licking your chops?

It was always great fun when we camped in the Teton Mountains, set up camp with the black pots, skillets and all the cooking utensils, and watched the faces of the hot dog and hamburger brigade as they walked by.  The aroma of ribs cooking over an open fire, and the smell of baking bread soon brought a crowd of people who wanted to know what we were doing.  And there was always the taste test with the oohs and aahs. 

It was a wonderful opportunity to meet people and even get into serious conversations that often lead to what was going on in their lives.  But isn’t that the way God works?  The church and corner soap box preacher are important cogs in God’s redemption wheel, but I suspect His main focus in reaching the lost is the folks he sends across our path each day that need to know there is a Savior who loves them and wants to come into their lives and sup with them.

I love the story of the grumpy old neighbor that complained about everything.  And then one day tragedy came into his life, his bride of many years was killed in an accident.  After her death the old man just sat on his porch and rocked in his rocking chair.  One day, the young six year old lad, who was often the recipient of the old man’s complaining, went up and crawled up in the old man's lap and sat with him for a spell.  When his mom asked him what he said  to the old man, the young boy said, "Oh nothing, I just cried with him".  

Soooo, my young friends, our world is filled with people who need to have someone come up and sit in their lap a spell and let them know we feel their pain.  As I read the 'red' in my Bible, I find that Jesus spent His time on earth sitting in people's laps and telling them, 'I have prepared a way through the wildernesses of life for you.  Fear not.  Just trust and obey!'

Blessings,