A question of calling
After the lesson yesterday on being called to the workplace, I got a really good question. It concerned somebody who is going through a very difficult time at work with some decidedly un-christian things going on there. It moved into a discussion of when is God calling us to change where we work. We talked about how God tends to use us so much more during the hard times, particularly in the area of sharing our faith. How much different must we look to those around us when we don't get angry or seek retribution. They must wonder why we don't attack those who disagree with us and why we love somebody even after they have repeatedly hurt or insulted us. And if we are doing those things that make us look just like the world, how many opportunities are we passing up? I wonder if it's easier to represent God during the easy times but consequently harder to share our faith because we aren't acting much different than the world would act in the same situation. Being godly through the rough patches may actually give us a greater chance to share who we really are.I watched Jose Canseco's interview on 60 Minutes last night. He's just as twitchy as ever. I don't believe everything the man says, but I'm surprised at how much I DO believe. Did McGwire juice? C'mon. Sosa? C'mon. Bonds? C'MON! The home run record still stands at 61 as far as I'm concerned.
The weekend went by about as fast as I thought it would. There was little time for rest but some great memories. James just astounds me with his attitude and politeness. I'm so happy with how he treats others. His little "excuse me's" and "thank you's" are like nuggets of gold. He almost didn't get to go to a birthday party Saturday that he was talking about all day. But after some initial crying, he moved his attention to what he was doing and had a great time. I think some kids would have let that ruin their day. I took him with me to the pre-service prayer Sunday morning and he was perfect. I really liked doing that. Dad is pretty proud.... Just before 3rd period today, one of my guys was holding a huge monkey balloon in the hallway. When the class came in, one of my girls had it. I may be slow, but I eventually figure out who's with whom. We had a lot of fun with it. And I really enjoy saying, "huge monkey balloon."
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