Trek of Transformation

By G. Neil Armstrong            

       When her uncle walked in the front door, she ran right up to her uncle. I mean she stopped directly in front of him. With her hands at her sides, she looked up, with her chin pointed straight up to heaven and she told her uncle in a solemn tone, "I know my ABCs, uncle!"
       Her uncle directed his focus on what the girl had said, and he smiled down at her and exclaimed, "You do?! I wanna hear it!" Then the little girl began, "A, B, C..." When she finished, she sang, "now I said my ABCs, next time won't you sing with me?"
       This time, her uncle beamed a broad smile and praised her for her great accomplishment.

       A man was grocery shopping. He didn't have much. He had been saving a little from what was left over after he paid his bills. If he cut it any closer, he'd have to spend what little bit that was left over on bus fare so that he can get food from one of those far away pantries. As it is, he can only buy enough for half the time it takes to save for it.
       When he finished shopping, he carried his bologna and bread outside, and headed for home. Before he got to the end of the parking lot, he seen a dog whimpering and with it's head bowed low. The man stopped for a minute to console the mangy looking mutt.
       After a second or two, the man suspected that the dog was hungry. Quickly, he opened his grocery bag and fashioned together a sandwich. The dog took it greedily and ate it in two gulps.
       The man proceeded on his way to home. The dog decided to follow. God seen the entire scene unfold before Him and He smiled down on that man.

       At a funeral, there were what looked like two hundred people mourning the loss of a loved one. As the people milled in a solitary line to pay their final respects, a young lady is torn by several emotions. This man that has passed away was her father. He had been abusing this young lady from a very young age. Should she pay respects to this man? Should she be sad in mourning, or should she be relieved, or angry or appeased?
       This young lady is at a crossroads in her life. On one hand she is relieved because now she can go on with her life, and in hope that she can try to live as normal a life as possible. On the other hand, this man that had just passed away was her father. He was a loving, caring and nurturing dad, until that day long ago.
       After stalling, and much deliberation, she walks cautiously toward the casket where he lay. She reached her hand into the casket and gently took her fathers hand in hers and said, "father, I forgive you." She walked briskly toward the lobby.
       In heaven, the scene unfolded before the Almighty and He was moved with compassion. This young lady did not cry out in blame, nor did she weep in anger. This young lady quietly whispered, "I forgive you". It was finished. The Saviour of the world smiled down on that young lady. She took on a form of Christ that is far less common than people would like to admit.
       It is in this condition of heart, the place that God refers to as our Secret Place that He seeks. When it really counts, will we count our losses, or will we count our blessings? I want Jesus to say, "my death was not in vain". I want Jesus to smile down on me.

Monday, December 07, 2009  10:57am