ARE THEY TOO FAR GONE? 

            Around 22 years ago I went to a bar ...alone...and there was this really cute man sitting near me.  I ended up taking him to his house.  But first we talked about our families.  He had two little boys, but wasn't married.  I had a whole family...married with children.  He invited me in and then forced sex on me.  Rape is what they call it.  I didn't know.  I felt violated.  I went home and showered and scrubbed all areas of my body.  He was a low life.  I felt sorry for his kids.  My mistake was going to a bar and being nice to give this handsome man a ride home.  I am just too nice. 
            Now here it is 22 years later and I am a facebook addict.  This man has a facebook page.  From what I can tell he is a drunk.  His life involves drinking all day until he passes out or ends up in the hospital.  Sad.  I checked on his sons.  Both in their early 20s.  23 and 24.  Both of their lives are employment where ever they can get it.  Their jobs last about two weeks.  They get paid well and just blow it.  They both have been in and out of jail, prison, rehab, court, and the hospital for drug overdosing. A different sex partner almost weekly.    I feel they are beyond hope.  But are they?  Jesus can turn people around and heal them.  Is there a point when Jesus will just walk away?  These two young men are so young to be in this kind of lifestyle.  I pray they will someday find Jesus and look to him for a life changing. 

LET GO OF THE BOAT!!!

MORE THAN JUST A BOAT

It was a beautiful sunny day, a nice breeze was blowing on the day that I took my bundles to the beach.

The waves were calm. The boat just rocked slowly in the water.
It was still partly on the sand so I could easily toss my bags into the boat.
I had bags of various sizes.

The big bags were heavy, but they were the easiest to toss into the boat

I had been told that I should toss all my bags into the boat.

One by one, I surrendered them to the boat.
Darkness was setting in.
As the tide came in, the waves were getting bigger

And the boat was rocking more and more.
I needed to get all my bags in the boat.
By the time I got them all in, the boat was rocking heavily.
Up and down went the boat.

I had to hang onto the boat so it wouldn’t float away.
I stood there holding the boat which was getting harder and harder to do.

I thought maybe I should take back some of the bags.

But I couldn’t reach in and get them for the boat as rocking too hard.
The waves were getting rougher and I was just hanging on.

Hanging on to the boat containing all my baggage.
It was getting so hard

To keep my

Grip on

the boat.




Holding on to the all my worries, my troubles, my heartaches, my burdens, my sins,

everything that I needed to unload into the boat.
" But some of them need to come back out! I can deal with them myself!!" I told myself.

I just kept holding on to the boat

As the waves grew stronger.

Holding,
holding,

Holding.



“LET GO OF THE BOAT!” HE SAID.