Disciple, I am just a little freaked out

     Larry and Susan truly were an amazing couple.  We were in our early 20's and they were in their early to mid 40's.  The age gap initially made them feel like second parents to us, but as our relationship grew, they became more like best friends.  Larry was a retired police officer from Pompano Beach, Florida.  I was an active paramedic with Broward County Fire Rescue.  For obvious reasons, we related very well to one another.  Larry had a way of encouraging me to be a better person, husband and father. 

     I never felt awkward around Larry that is until one night when he asked a very random question.  We were all eating dinner at their house together, just talking, telling stories and laughing.  Then all of the sudden, Larry cleared his throat and said "Bill, Carri, Susan and I have been praying about something.  We want to disciple the two of you.  What do you think of that?"  I will tell you what I thought of that.  "Disciple, oh wow!  I'm just a little freaked out, are these people really apart of some cult and they have sucked us in and now Larry wants to marry my wife and move us to some commune, we will never see our families again.  I've seen this stuff on TV before."  That is what I was thinking, what I said was very different, "That sounds nice, Carri and I should pray about that."  Larry and Susan both smiled and said, "That would be a good idea."

     After we Left their house, Carri asked me if I even knew what disciple meant.  I said "no, not really."  Then I may have said or thought, "But if it has to do with a cult and Larry is going to marry you, I want nothing to do with them ever again."  Carri laughed at my lack of understanding and then proceeded to tell me what disciple meant.  "Bill, all they want to do is spend time with us, they want to teach us what the Bible says and show us who God is."  Oh, wow! Wasn't I stupid?  I was so glad I never opened my mouth and inserted my foot.  I was so glad God made me a very shy and meek person.  That was a blessing in disguise. 

     Carri and I both agreed that discipleship was a great idea.  After all, her mom told me I needed to figure out who God was.  Up until this point of my life, I only had just a taste, just a little brush of seeing and feeling who God was.  Little did I know, the gates were about to be flung wide open.  God was about to walk right in to my life.  The one who had been knocking on the door of my life, I was about to meet face to face.

     Tomorrow I will reveal how I figured out who God was and how I met Him face to face. 

 

This is a homeless boy in Nicaragua that we ministered to.

Yes he knows Jesus now!  The picture reminds me of how I

felt trying to figure out who God was on my own.

 

 Revelations 3:20 Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him, and he with me.

 

May my life be the proof and evidence of HIS love