Read This Only If You Have Time For God

God, when I received this e-mail, I thought...I don't have time for
this.... And, this is really inappropriate during work.
Then, I realized that this kind of thinking is...exactly, what has
caused lot of the problems in our world today.
We try to keep God in church on Sunday morning...
maybe, Sunday night...
And, the unlikely event of a midweek service.
We do like to have Him around during sickness...
And, of course, at funerals.
However, we don't have time, or room, for Him during work or play...
Because... that's the part of our lives we think we can, and should,
handle on our own.
May God forgive me for ever thinking
that there is a time or place where
HE is not to be FIRST in my life.
We should always have time to remember all HE has done for us.

Jesus said, "If you are ashamed of me, I will be
ashamed of you before my Father."

Yes, I do Love God.
He is my source of existence and Savior.
He keeps me functioning each and every day. Without Him, I would be
nothing. Without Him, I am nothing. But, with Christ, He strengthens me.

Do you love Him?

I knelt to pray but not for long,
I had too much to do. I had to hurry and get to work for bills would
soon be due.
So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,
And jumped up off my knees.
My Christian duty was now done.
My soul could rest at ease.
All day long I had no time
To spread a word of cheer.
No time to speak of Christ to friends;
They'd laugh at me I'd fear.
No time, no time, too much to do,
That was my constant cry.
No time to give to souls in need.
But at last the time, the time to die.
I went before the Lord.
I came, I stood with downcast eyes.
For in his hands God held a book.
It was the Book of Life.
God looked into his book and said,
"Your name I cannot find.
I once was going to write it down...
But never found the time."

Why is it so hard to tell the truth but yet so easy to
tell a lie?
Why are we so sleepy in church but right when the sermon is over we
suddenly wake up?
Why is it so hard to talk about God but yet so easy to talk about nasty
stuff?
Why is it so boring to look at a Christian magazine, but yet so easy to
look at a nasty one?
Why is it so easy to delete a Godly e-mail, but yet we forward all of
the nasty ones?
Why are the churches getting smaller but yet the bars and dance clubs
are getting larger?

There once was a man named George Thomas, pastor in a small New England
town. One Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church carrying a rusty,
bent, old bird cage, and set it by the pulpit. Eyebrows were raised and,
as if in response, Pastor Thomas began to speak...

"I was walking through
town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward me swinging this
bird cage. On the
bottom of the cage were three little wild birds, shivering with cold and
fright. I stopped the lad and asked, "What have you got there, son?"

"Just some old birds," came the reply.

"What are you gonna do with them?" I asked.

"Take 'em home and have fun with 'em," he answered. "I'm gonna tease 'em
and pull out their feathers to make 'em fight. I'm gonna have a real
good time."

"But you'll get tired of those birds sooner or later. What
will you do then?"

"Oh, I got some cats," said the little boy. "They like birds. I'll take 'em to them."

The pastor was silent for a moment. "How much do you want for those
birds, son?"

"Huh?! Why, you don't want them birds, mister? They're just plain
old field birds. They don't sing. They ain't even pretty!"

"How much?" the pastor asked again.

The boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and said, "$10?"

The pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten dollar bill. He
placed it in the boy's hand. In a flash, the boy was gone.
The pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it to the end of the
alley where there was a tree and a grassy spot. Setting the cage down,
he opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the birds
out, setting them free.

Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the pulpit, and then the
pastor began to tell this story.

One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation. Satan had just come
from the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and boasting. "Yes, sir, I
just caught the world full of people down there. Set me a trap, used
bait I knew they couldn't resist. Got 'em all!"

"What are you going to do with them?" Jesus asked.

Satan replied, "Oh, I'm gonna have fun! I'm gonna teach them how to
marry and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to
drink and smoke and curse. I'm gonna teach them how to invent guns and
bombs and kill each other. I'm really gonna have fun!"

"And what will you do when you get done with them?" Jesus asked.

"Oh,
I'll kill 'em," Satan glared proudly.

"How much do you want for them?"
Jesus asked.

"Oh, you don't want those people. They ain't no good. Why, you'll take
them and they'll just hate you. They'll spit on you, curse you and kill
you. You don't want those people!!"

"How much?" He asked again.

Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, "All your blood, tears, and your life."

Jesus said, "DONE!"

Then He paid the price.

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