"The First Time"
[By Shirley Ward, via the Vidor, Texas church bulletin]

2-17-99 Story of the Week from Church Within #19
Greetings my Dearest Sisters and Brothers, and welcome again to Church Within Story of the Week [S.O.W.]

Last weeks Story, "Attitude", had [Author Unknown] as the author. I have since discovered that the True Author of that story was Charles Swindell, who I would now like to give credits for it. Thank you to my Goddaughter Amy Megow who was the first to point this out to me... and Also to the rest of you who let me know too. ;-)

This week's SOW - #19, contributed by: Patije

Story of the Week

"The First Time"
[By Shirley Ward, via the Vidor, Texas church bulletin]

I saw him in the church building for the first time last Wednesday. He was in his mid-70's, with thinning silver hair and a neat brown suit. Many times in the past I had invited him to come. Several other Christian friends had talked to him about the Lord and had tried to share the Good News with him.

He was a well-respected, honest man with so many characteristics a Christian should have, but he had never put on Christ. I had asked him a few years ago, Have you ever been to a church service in your life? We had just finished a pleasant day of visiting and talking. He hesitated. Then with a bitter smile he told me of a childhood experience some sixty years ago. He was one of many children in a large impoverished family. His parents had struggled to provide food, with little left for housing and clothing.

When he was about ten, some neighbors invited him to worship with them. The Bible class had been very exciting. He had never heard such songs and stories before. He had never heard anyone read from the Bible before. After class was over, the teacher took him aside and said, Son, please don't come again dressed as you are now. We want to look our best when we come worship the Lord. He stood in his ragged, unpatched overalls, looked at his bare dirty feet and said, No ma'am, I wont ever! and I never did, he said, abruptly ending our conversation.

There must have been other factors to have hardened him so, but this experience formed a significant part of the bitterness in his heart. I'm sure the Bible teacher meant well. But what if she had studied and accepted the teachings found in the second chapter of James? What if she had put her arms around that dirty, ragged little boy and said, Son, I'm so glad you are here, and I hope you will come every chance you get to hear to hear more about Jesus!

I prayed that I might ever be open to the tenderness of a child's heart, and that I might never fail to see beyond the appearance and behavior of a child to the eternal possibilities within.

Yes, I saw him in the church house for the first time last Wednesday. As I looked at that immaculately dressed old gentleman lying in his casket, I thought of the little boy of long ago. I could almost hear him say, "No ma'am, I won't ever! … and I wept.

The Prayer
Dear Ever Loving Parent,        
        Guide my mind and my tongue that I may help to bring Your children TO You rather than turn them away. In All things help my Soul to prevail rather than my ego. Thank You!

You ALL are Within the Infinitely Loving Embrace of our Universal Parent,

The Creator's Eternal Love, through me, to all of You,
Pastor Daniel

Previous Story                       Next Story

Back to the Story of the Week Archive Page

Back to the Story of the Week Main Page

Back to the Church Within Home Page