This is just a short story.
The pastor of my church has a slight slur in his speach, and once in a while I wont really be sure what he is saying (especially when he gets excited). This was one of those instances.
For the past couple weeks, our pastor has been talking about a guest speaker who is coming to our Sunday Evening service. The gentleman is from Juice for Jesus. Ok, I thought, I have heard weirder names for evangelistic groups, ‘Juice for Jesus’ seamed like a possibility. After all, the world is thirsty for the water of Gods Word, right?
Well, it gets to Sunday evening, and Pastor is introducing the speaker, and it still sounds like ‘Juice for Jesus’ to me. But I didn’t really see any juice around. It wasn’t until about half way through his message that it clicked. ‘Jews for Jesus!’
Boy, that explained the juice shortage real quick! ^_^
-kaji
Depend on it. God's work done in God's way will never lack God's supply. He is too wise a God to frustrate His purposes for lack of funds, and He can just as easily supply them ahead of time as afterwards, and He much prefers doing so.
- J. Hudson Taylor
I remember that one fateful day when Coach took me aside. I knew what was coming. "You don't have to tell me," I said. "I'm off the team, aren't I?" "Well," said Coach, "you never were really ON the team. You made that uniform you're wearing out of rags and towels, and your helmet is a toy space helmet. You show up at practice and then either steal the ball and make us chase you to get it back, or you try to tackle people at inappropriate times." It was all true what he was saying. And yet, I thought something is brewing inside the head of this Coach. He sees something in me, some kind of raw talent that he can mold. But that's when I felt the handcuffs go on.
[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC]
