My mother once told me a fictional
story about an apprentice preacher who never showed all that much potential in
the pulpit. One day as he was walking from one place to another he looked up into
the clouds, and noticed they had formed into what seemed to be two letters, PC.
And the interpretation of these miraculous letters in the sky immediately
occurred to him. Preach Christ!
As you can imagine a large smile
appeared on his face, and he hurried to share the vision with his mentor, an
aged pastor. When he arrived at his house, and was welcomed into the minister’s
parlor, he exclaimed,
“Pastor Paul, I was walking down a
nearby road, and as I looked up into the clouds, I noticed they had formed into
two letters. PC. And the interpretation came to me. Preach Christ.”
Well, Pastor Paul, who had been
waiting to break the bad news to his apprentice, shook his head, and sadly responded.
“Son, have you thought that maybe
those two letters do not mean what you presume they mean, but rather our Lord has
given you the command to… Plow Corn!”
(The foregoing is a reflection on God’s appointed, individual destiny for every man, and the importance of discovering God’s perfect will for each of our lives. And to be sure, no believer is exempt from sharing the Good News of our Lord Jesus Christ. Some, however, are called to a formal, spiritual ministry and some are called to minister during the course of their 'workaday' lives)
(The foregoing is a reflection on God’s appointed, individual destiny for every man, and the importance of discovering God’s perfect will for each of our lives. And to be sure, no believer is exempt from sharing the Good News of our Lord Jesus Christ. Some, however, are called to a formal, spiritual ministry and some are called to minister during the course of their 'workaday' lives)
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