Random Thoughts

I'm not sure why I was just thinking about moments of when Hannah was little...but I was. I was remembering that at somewhere between two and three she started talking on the phone. Think back around 15 years ago when most of us still had phones that were tethered to a wall by one of those color coordinated curly cords. Hannah would lift the phone from the cradle and just start jabbering in a one way conversation. I'm sure that it looked exactly like what she saw her mom and dad doing. After we noticed her on the phone, we would tell her to hang up. She always wanted to wait for the man in the phone to tell her...you know, the one that would come on after a while and say, "If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try your call again."

When the man in the phone would tell her to hang up, she would.

When I would call home, Chris would usually answer the phone. On occasion, Aaron would get to it first. Poor Hannah never got to answer the phone. I remember one time when she did and it caught me off guard. I said, "Hey, buddy." And she said, "It's not buddy. It's baby."

I thought it was funny then and it still makes me smile now. Even today when she calls I answer, "Hey, baby!"

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Every Saturday morning, my blogging friend Bilbo posts Cartoon Saturday. This past Saturday had one that caught my attention.

No, it didn't offend me in any way. It actually made me think of all of the things that we are so very willing to tell our friends, family and co-workers about and yet we fail to tell them about the one thing that should be the most important thing that we have to share with them...the Good News about Jesus.

I'm just as guilty as the next person. I'm quick to tell everybody about a new restaurant, a new dessert or recipe. I'll let you know of a new product I've tried or a blog that I read. I'll tell you about a way around highway construction. I'll tell you about all kinds of things that will have little impact on your daily life and no impact at all on your eternal life. And what makes that so sad and me so pathetic is that I truly believe that Jesus really meant it when He said, "I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me."

So let me ask you this question, "Have you heard the Good News about Jesus?"

The Good News is that God loves you and Jesus died for you!

Jesus paid the price for our sin. That's what the whole crucifixion thing was all about. He took my place, my punishment, my death...and yet HE LIVES!

It's more than Good News...it's GREAT NEWS!

Tell somebody.

John

Btw, my counter tells me that this is post #500!