Day 12 – Luke 14-19

I have always loved the parables of the lost sheep, coin, and son. 

I will never forget the day I was in the home of a man who was dying of Aids.  He had lived a life far from God.  His young son went to the day care I directed and so I went to visit him.  He was barely able to talk.  I shared the good news of the gospel with him, but he did not seem to be able to respond at all.  I was asking God what to do or say, when all of sudden I heard a voice say to me, “sing Jesus Loves Me.”  So I asked him if he had ever heard his son sing Jesus Loves Me while at home.  He nodded his head yes.  So I started to sing it and his lips moved along with mine during parts of it.  I prayed for him and left.  I got a call the next day to come to the house because he was not doing well.  By the time I got there he was unconcious.  A few minutes later he took his last breath.  A retired minister was there with me and I shared with him what had taken place the day before, and that my heart was heavy because I was unsure of the man’s realationship to God.  The retired minister shared with me the story of the lost son and focused on how the father went out to meet his son.  Whenever someone turns toward home and comes as far as they are able, the father will come the rest of the way.  That has been my experience of my heavenly father.