Tonight is the last night of camp meeting and I am going. Due to work on Tuesday and Family night last night I have yet to return since Monday night. I am going tonight and I can't wait. I am at a point right now where I need more Jesus. It seems that I can't get enough. I listen to different preachers all day on the radio, and I try reading books to help me better understand the mysteries of the bible. I read my bible as often as possible. I have turned into Maurice Locke (my dad). Let me explain: when I was still at home and as far back as I can remember any time I got in dad's car to ride with him anywhere we always listened to someone preaching. Now for a break dancing teen (by the way I was awesome) this was just not cool and I remember thinking that I would not subject my kids to the horrors of radio preaching. I wasn't even gonna make them go to church if they didn't want to. You ever heard the old saying "the apple doesn't fall far from the tree", well it appears that I dropped down and maybe bounced back up and reattached myself.
I'm not complaining because there are worse trees out there. I am really very lucky to have the dad and mom that I have. They taught us right from wrong, showed us the love of Jesus, and always set good examples. Looking back, me and Amy (sister) didn't always understand why we did this and that, but I am glad we did. It all makes sense now and I wouldn't change a thing. Mom and Dad....Thanks a bunch, you have given me a great blueprint for my life as a parent. I love you both.
What do look like as an apple this morning? Some of you may not have been as lucky as I was, being brought up in church and been subject to the love by great parents. But the true tree we fall from is rooted in Heaven and all signs point to us getting back there and reattaching ourselves to Him. That is the goal of every believer and it a great place to be. So no matter of your upbringing or your past know that our Heavenly Father is calling to each of us to come to Him and reattach ourselves. We are His children and it is so much more than religion it is a relationship.
Have a Blessed Day!!!
Thursday, July 12, 2007
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My daddy didn't grow apples, he farmed biscuits. I now want to be a biscuit farmer. Biscuits are warm, fluffy and make people wanna eat 'em. Thats what I want to grow..."biscuits".
Signed,
Biscuit Farmer
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