May We Never Forget

  His name is Bill.  He has wild hair, wears a tee-shirt with holes in 
it, jeans and no shoes.  This was literaly his wardrobe for his entire 
four years of college.
  He is brilliant.  Kinda esoteric and very, very bright.  He becomes a 
Christian while attending college.  Across the street from the campus is 
a well dressed, very conservative church.  They want to develop a 
ministry to the students, but are not sure how to go about it.
  One day Bill decides to go there.  He walks in with no shoes, jeans, 
his tee-shirt, and wild hair.  The service has already started so Bill 
walks down the isle looking for a seat.  The church is completley packed 
so he can't find a seat.  By now people are looking a bit uncomfortable, 
but no one says anything.
  Bill gets closer and closer and closer to the pulpit and when he 
realizes there are no seats, he just squats down right on the carpet. 
(Although perfectly acceptable behavior at a college fellowship, trust 
me, this had never happened in this church before!)  By now the people 
are really uptight, and the tension in the air is thick.
  About this time, the minister realizes that from way at the back of 
the church, a deacon is slowly making his way toward Bill.  (And not 
just a normal deacon either)  This deacon is in his eighties, has silver 
grey hair, a three piece suit, and a pocket watch.   A Godly man - very 
elegant, very dignified, very courtly.  He walks with a cane, and as he 
starts walking toward this boy, everyone is saying to themselves, "You 
can't blame him for what he's going to do.  How can you expect a man of 
his age and of his background to understand some college kid on the 
floor?"
  It takes a long time for the man to reach the boy.  The church is 
utterly silent except for the clicking of the mans cane.  All eyes are 
focused on him; you can't even hear anyone breathing.  The people are 
thinking, "The preacher can't even preach the sermon until the deacon 
does what he has to do."
  And now they see the elderly man drop his cane on the floor.  With 
great difficulty he lowers himself and sits down next to Bill and 
worships with him so he won't be alone.  Everyone chokes up with 
emotion.  When the minister gains control he says,  "What I'm about to 
preach, you may not remember.  What you have just seen, may you never 
forget."
--- Stories From The Heart---


  I hope you enjoyed reading that as much as I did.  And I hope we 
always remember it.  

In Christ, Jimmy 

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