When I was a boy just five or six years old, a woman in our neighborhood started a Bible class for about twenty five or thirty of us kids. I never got a firm grasp on what she was teaching us about Jesus because my mind was usually on what happened after class.
She would have us all stand up and turn over our folding chair; one lucky kid would have twenty-five cents taped to the underside of the seat. Of course she never permitted any peeking before class. In those days, twenty-five cents was five candy bars; what a blessing that was to a kid whose pockets were usually empty at that young age.
When I was 21 years old, I was born-again, (saved) while stationed in the Philippines; that was in 1972. As I grew in the grace and knowledge of Jesus Christ I discovered that I had hit the jack-pot. As a Christian I have everlasting life, I am a child of God, loved by Him far more than I could possibly imagine; my sins are forgiven; I have His love, joy, and peace. I belong to a worldwide Christian family; Jesus is a friend that sticks closer than a brother. My heavenly Father is only a prayer away. He has given me several thousand promises that pertain to this life and the life to come. I am totally blessed. I hope you are as well.
I will be eternally grateful for that woman who gave of herself to teach a bunch of unruly kids the Word of God. She planted the gospel seeds into my life. She sowed the Truth of God’s Word that eventually blessed my life immensely.
Is the Word of God being sown into your life? How about in the lives of your children? Are your grandchildren learning about Jesus? Please, make it a priority. God Bless.
