G replied: “The poor man who finds my first sandal will be very grateful to find the second one.” Don’t you feel like going, “ANo wonder Mr. troughs his second sandal down the platform.) When asked why he did that, Mr. G realized he could not get his sandal back, he quickly pulled off his other sandal and tossed it on the tracks. Contest chair, Ladies and Gentlemen, I once read the biography of a man I like to call Mr. What would you have done? I would have cursed my bad luck, mad at loosing a sandal. looses one sandal that falls down the platform.) You try to retrieve it. As you board the train one of your sandals slips off and falls beside the track. You are wearing a pair of sandals you proudly made yourself. He blows in a train whistle.) All aboard! It’s a bright sunny day and you are taking a train. walks in wearing a business suit, barefoot with sandals. He won everything in me and he’s been waiting for you too… If you believe you have him, you may now shout what Carman once wrote “Jesus is the Champion”.īeing Mr. I care to tell you things that I believe I must tell you. Now I’m talking and standing in front of you and I don’t care if you are going to laugh at me. I should live for him because he died for me. I’m doing things not for his glory but for my own. I forgot my purpose here on earth you know what, he’s been good to me. I am supposed to be there because those are my sins. And I am so wrong I don’t even mind his sacrifices on the cross. It is not by works that I will be saved because Jesus is the only way. I share my blessings to the poor, i give gifts every Sunday and I have a religion I guess that works…I don’t know. But I guess my works will be credited in his name. ![]() I sing… “Jesus, I surrender I draw nearer, I fall down” but the truth I’m not sincere with that. I don’t read my Bible because I guess that’s boring. Ok! I go to church not because of Christ but because of Christy! I’m sleeping every time there is a sermon because I only love the music. Why do we need to argue? I guess I really don’t know what Christianity is? I open it… Every time the Pastor is telling me to do so. No! I said I am a true Christian I read the Bible. Don’t shout! Ahhh! I said I’m not a fake Christian, I-I-I pray… every other day. Ahhh! Fake?! I’m not a fake Christian at least I go to church. It so happen that I don’t have any projects that Sunday. I went to church three times straight without absent b-because of Cristy. I’m telling you the truth in fact I went to church last three Sundays straight and Oh my Gosh Cristy is in the stage he’s starting to sing. Why?! I-I-I have a project every other Sunday. ![]() Every other Sunday I guess that’s fine with the Lord. You’re asking me if I go to church every Sunday?! I told you… I GO TO CHURCH… ahmm b-bu-but not every Sunday. ![]() Hmhm… Ok! I’m sure I’ll be able to answer all your questions fluently. What?! You want to ask me more?!… I’ll think about it for a second. You’re so pathetic you don’t have the right to question me that way. Now you’re telling me that you are in doubt? How dare you to question me? Can’t you see? Or Are you blind? I am the true definition of a Christian. I love kids and I am giving them what they want. Who told you to doubt that I am a Christian? I am a Christian! How? I went to church. You’re in doubt and Why? You want me to give you proofs? Oh! That’s very easy. “Christians? Christians?” Have you heard that call? They’re looking for me.
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