I thank God people didn't give up on me meeting Jesus. I pray I never give up on anyone either. 

Never Give Up

You never gave up on me.

All my ways were evil that's all any one could see.

You never gave up on me.

You spoke to me and prayed for me knowing I would eventually see

You never gave up on me.

You call my name and sent me friends.

You told them to tell me of Your love that never ends.

Oh I can never thank You enough or pay You back in any way.

Yet knowing this even though my was were rough You sent them to me each day.

You never gave up on me.

May I become like You.

May I never give up on anyone no matter what I hear or see.

May I do all I can to bring them to You, stand by them and see them through.

I Think He's Dead Jim

"I think he's dead Jim.", is a famous line from Star Trek. The doctor on Star Trek said it almost every episode; but not always the say way. But then again how many ways can you say it. Well today my washing machine died and I used that famous line to tell my husband. (His name is not Jim.) Anyway my husband said, "Are you sure?" "Did it sound like anything was moving?". To which I replied, "Nothing seems to be moving and it smelled like something was burning."  "I really think it's dead." My husband will check it out when he gets time and will either fix it or pronounce it truly dead. I know he will try to do everything he can to fix it before making that final pronouncement. But what about in my Christian life? Do I look around and listen to people and pronounce them dead because of what I hear and see? Do I make an effort to see if  they can't be revived? Do I ever come to a point to where I think someone is so far gone that they can never be reached? I thank God that during my hippie, drug addict, alcoholic, you name it bad times that someone didn't think I was beyond reach. People prayed for me, keep bringing the good news to me, and doing all they could to get me and Jesus together. I truly thank God they did bring us together. I know now that God and Jesus and The Holy Spirit was right there reaching out and calling out to me at that time too. I pray I never give up on anyone until God takes them out of there fleshy shell. I truly believe only God can pronounce someone dead. So this means that I must do all I can to revive them until He takes them away. I have to take time like with the washer to see if I can pin point the problem. Are they not accepting Jesus the giver of life because of hurt, ignorance, misunderstanding, friends pressuring them, or what? Then like with the washer I can try to do something about that part that needs fixing. By Helping them see that Jesus can heal their hurt, or by giving them words of comfort and being a true friend who stands by them in thick or thin. Or I can share the good news with them and tell them my testimony so they will no longer be ignorant. Or I can help them clear up miss understanding by humbly answering questions and not making them feel stupid. If  I stay open to the Holy Spirit and don't give up until the Lord comes and takes them away; who knows who might get saved! The metro bus driver? A child on drugs? (Doesn't matter who's)   The grocery check out person? Some one waiting at the bus stop with me? My hairdresser? A sales person? A panhandler (street person)? A relative who drinks? It Doesn't matter if  I have to talk to them or pray about them all my life I shouldn't give up. It doesn't matter if they treat me bad hurt me or offend me I shouldn't give up. After all it took Jesus an earthly life time and He sure wasn't treated well and just before leaving He prayed for the dead and dieing.

Let him know that he who turns a sinner from the error of his way will save a soul from death and cover a multitude of sins. James 5:20

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