In the fall of 2005, my step-son, Jonathan, moved into his dorm room at Marshall University. After carrying multiple loads of "freshman stuff" up and helping him to get settled in, it was time to say goodbye. I wanted to say something profound that would stick in his brain for-ev-ah! I grabbed his Bible and wrote, "Have a great time, but remember, Jesus IS the party!!! I had never used that phrase or even thought of it until that moment. But in remembering what I knew as a college freshman myself back in the Fall of 1980 at the University of Kentucky versus what I know now, that was the best way I could think of to articulate what I wanted him to know from me. I gave him a phrase that just boiled it all down. Granted it took me many years to come to this conclusion, I had higher hopes that he would not flounder in the desert for as many years as I had before I came around. The Israelites wandered in the desert for 40 years. I suppose that is the average time it takes for Christians to come to their senses!! Fast forward six years, Jonathan, like I had, has done some serious false partying. But I can honestly say today that he is way ahead of where I was at his age and is earnestly seeking the LORD. PTL!!
No comments:
Post a Comment