The Prodigal One

Flawless The other day I had a meeting with a lady to discuss ways of promoting my book and ministry. As we were talking I could not help but notice the diamond ring on her finger. I have never been an admirer of jewelry but this diamond appeared to be flawless. After visiting a few minutes I discovered she was flawless. She was flawless because she accepted Christ as her savior. The cross made her flawless. One of my favorite songs heard on Christian Radio is called Flawless. I would like to share a portion of the lyrics: “No matter the bumps No matter the bruises No matter the scars …..

I have often use speeding as an analogy to illustrate how sin works in our lives. The speed limit is 65 and we may follow it for awhile but when everybody starts passing us we decide we need to speed up. Maybe a couple miles at first, but it only increases the more we get away with it. We rationalize, everybody else is doing it. It’s only a couple of miles over. One of my favorite excuses is, just trying to keep up with the flow of traffic. Try to explain that one to the officer as he is writing you a ticket. We try to justify everything. That is …..

I had the baseball on my mind as I began to take a swing at this week’s blog. This could be the year the Cubs finally make it to the World Series. In baseball three strikes means you’re out. The same could be said in life. When one fails, people say he struck out. In the prison system three convictions may lead to an automatic life sentence. Three strikes you’re out. I knew a young man in prison who had two strikes against him and was fearful that upon his release he would pick up his third. I shared the Word with him while we were together and pray he …..

When I was younger and became sick my mom would call Dr. Devrees and he would order a prescription for me. The stuff tasted terrible but as my mom promised it did make me feel better. By the time I had children; cherry flavor was added to make the medicine taste better. It did not taste great, because after all it was still medicine. I have also had to take medicine for my sin. The first dose of medicine was a prison sentence. It was definitely a bitter pill to swallow, but God’s Word promised me things would get better. He has been true to His Word. The second dose …..