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Edward Hancock II

Thrills, Chills and Spiritual Ordeals!‚Äč

The Imperfect Blog

Sunday Sermon

Posted by EHancock2 on January 18, 2015 at 8:55 PM

(Some months ago, I started these posts on Facebook called "Sunday Sermons". While this post is not the FIRST one I ever posted on Facebook, I decided it would be a good idea to begin posting them here every Sunday. I feel like my reading audience has gotten cheated, owing to my reluctance, refusal or just flat inability to post blogs regularly here at my own website. I don't want my readers to feel cheated. So, while you can check them out at Facebook.com and fntxradio.com, you can also view them here. May they be a blessing to you, as they have blessed others thus far!)


I didn't grow up in a churchy family. That may surprise folks that have followed my Sunday Sermon since its inception, but it's true. Oh, we generally went on Mother's Day and Easter. Christmas of course. I'm sure ny parents would have taken me to the Halloween carnival, though I have no memory of them doing thus. We might have even gone if they'd had a July 4th cookout. My mother loves to cook. But it's not like we were there every single time the door was open. In fact, we weren't there enough for me. Thus, I began to ask (to be read "beg") to stay with my granny each weekend. I knew she'd read to me from her bible. I knew she'd take me to church. Granny's house was my childhood equivalent of the Vatican. She ruled, with Grandpa, as a sort of "Co-Pope" of Ore City, Texas.

But it's important to drive home the point that I chose God. I heard his voice. I listened. Oh, I quit listening for a time. I did my own thing for a couple years. Not without reason of course. I mean curse that evil god for not giving me a girlfriend in my 20s, right? LOL (Yeah that was pretty much the reason for my self-imposed exile from Christianity. Oh i tried to justify it with "better" reasons, but that's all it was. I had chosen God in my childhood. And I chose to walk away in my 20s, only to return a short time later.

But here's the thing. GOD ALLOWED ME to choose. Good, bad or indifferent, God had given me free will and set me about using it.

"Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is older, he shall not stray."

This wasn't always true for me. I was trained up as a child. I still strayed in my 20s. But, as I've found out in my 40s, older doesn't always mean more mature. The verse really should read "...when he's more mature he will not stray." I don't wanna blaspheme by editing God, but that is my experience.

 

" I call heaven and earth to witness against you today, that I have set before you life and death, blessing and curse. Therefore choose life, that you and your offspring may live, loving the LORDyour God, obeying his voice and holding fast to him"

Deuteronomy 30: 19-20

 

See, I am setting before you today a blessing and a curse: the blessing, if you obey the commandments of theLORD your God, which I command you today, and the curse, if you do not obey the commandments of the LORD your God, but turn aside from the way that I am commanding you today, to go after other gods that you have not known.

Deuteronomy 11:26-28

 

God allows us to make mistakes. God's word says to everything there is a season. I'd venture to guess to everything there's also a reason. But, as Bill Murray once quipped, "...sometimes the reason is you're stupid and make bad decisions."

 

To everything there is a season. A time to wait on God, a time to talk to God, a time to listen to God. And, yes, a time to act. Don't make my mistakes. Don't be foolish in your dealings with God. But, if you are, know that it's not too late. If you're breathing, it's not too late for you. God is waiting. God is watching. And God is wanting you to return to Him.

 

You can do that today. I'll even pray with you by email if you want. Just leave a comment or shoot me out a Facebook mail.

God allows for mistakes. Admit you made them. Admit you are sorry for your sins. Acknowledge God as Lord of your life. Ask God to come into your heart to guide, lead and direct you.

It really is that simple. If you say it and you mean it, believe it. And you are saved.

 

God bless you all and have a very wonderful SONday.

 

(Eddietor's Note: These posts originally appear on my Facebook page, where I invited readers to email me if they wanted somebody to pray for or pray with them. I invite readers here at FNTX and my blog at EdwardHancockII.com to do the same. You may find my facebook page and contact me at Facebook.com/edwardhancockii.)


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