I filled out a survay on myspace a few days age and one of the ? made me start thinking about something...... My childhood.
It was alot diffrent then most of my friends growing up.
My Dad was and is a Pastor all thou he did have outside jobs when I was growing up from a truck driver to a plumer, to a salesman. Not sure if I missed any but one thing is for sure no matter what job he was doing to put food on the table he was aways preaching to someone about something somewhere... My Mothers tells me I am just like him, not a bad trait to have been passed on and I am not alone. All us Gantts tend to preach from time to time even my mother... Back on track sorry just like my Dad I tend to get off my notes. The ? in myspace was have I ever had a room-mate?... I laughed and said the better ? for me is have you ever not had a room-mate. Let me give you a picture of how I grew up. Some of my first memorys as a child is my family always having people over. My mom was always helping out someone with something. My Dad was always bring someone home who needed food or shelter of some kind. Mom would add a little water to the soup and welcome them with open arms. When I was real young my Brother Bryan was my room-mate. We shared alot of hotel beds and pop up camper cots. We always had some lost son on our couch. A daughter of a church lady ( not Dana Carter either) who was going to be out of the states for a year shared my room with me. My Sister in law lived with us before my Brother and her got married for a year. She and I shared a room.
Then there was Donna who is still my room mate only I moved out of my parents house and she never did. Donna has been my room mate on and off since I was around 8 years old. My sister from a diffrent Mister,, and Mama. . I am greatful to my parents for open doors and arms. They taught me one of the greatest lessons that All I have in life is not mine but Gods. If i see others in need i must met that need to the best i can and ask God to do the rest i can't. Give my coat to a brother who is cold, " My parents always met the needs of the needy. This word Needy keeps coming to my mind. In this day in which we live there are many needy in this world. Homeless, Jobless, No family, No one to care if they live or die. I am thankful that my parents taught me this lesson.. Matthew 25:34 -36
Then the King will say to those on his right, 'Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world. 35For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, 36I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.'.......
Who is needy in your communtiy? Are you looking or looking away?
What are you able to do about it? Do you have extra coats ?boots ?hats? Gloves? Food? Add some water to the soup and invite someone for dinner.
Why are you not meeting a need? Pride?Fear? Lazy?
I am fearful that the needs of us and those around us are only going to grow greateras time passes us. What kind of lesson will you teach your children? Thanks Beans view for today..