Monthly Archives: February 2010

Ask, Seek, Knock

Mars Hill, Rob Bell, 24th January 2010 (Matthew 7:7-11)

I am not doing this anything like justice here.

This is not just about prayer, but also about learning to ask, seek and knock of each other, it is a manifesto against blasphemous self-reliance.  Yes, certainly this is about prayer, but the proximity to the section about non-coercion (swine to pigs and judgment) and also the golden rule, make this about learning to ask things from each other.

Good illustration of the time that his child was ill and needed to go to hospital in the middle of the night, and asking his congregation “did you want me to ask you”.  We want to be asked.

Also good bit at the start about “Oh Lord won’t you buy me a Mercedes Benz”

Mark 5 and Jairus

Just in from Holy City which was about the Jairus story.

I loved the big that Jane Bentley did on Jesus did not just come to speak but to touch, to take on flesh (she did it much more poetically than that).

I also had a conversation with two women being “the woman” and me being Jairus.  I spoke, with a preacher’s perspective, on the pain of thinking your faith and your whole vocation is on the line if this thing does not work; and the irritation that Jairus feels when he is delayed because of “the woman”; what if she is healed and his daughter is not, how does he cope with that scenario.

The women who were being “the woman” screamed at me that I needed to get Jesus to my house, there was enough of Jesus go around.  The only people who know what Jesus can do here, as he approaches Jairus’ house, are Jesus and the woman.  Only she has the faith to know what he can for this girl.

Wrestle and Fight And Pray

Which from the outside looks absurdly dull,

but which enthusiasts are keen to assure is really exciting?


Or is it like tennis,

Fairly predictable,

But with the word “Love” used in public from time to time?


Is it like golf,

Something essentially easy – putting a ball into a hole –

Until you see the size of the hole, the size of the ball

And how far away they are from each other?


Is it a team game like rugby,

Which needs people who are light on their feet up front

And people who are solid to prop up the rear?


Or is it like snooker,

Something which only a few people can play well,

But which has a vast army of armchair critics?


And then

Then I remember that God’s favourite sport

Which isn’t any of the above

Which doesn’t require any special equipment like tennis

Which doesn’t involve mainly one part of the body like football

Which doesn’t have to be played at a special venue like ice hockey


It’s a sport which links such unlikely names as

Giant Haystacks

Mick McManus

and Paul of Tarsus … WRESTLING


The sermon then talks about

1. Wrestling with ourselves

2. Wrestling with cosmic powers

3. Wrestling with ourselves.

A Wandering Aramean

This is something that lies behind the food philosophy of Hugh Fearnley Whittinghall.  His approach to animal welfare is not to not eat them, but to know what goes into the food that you eat, so that you appreciate what the cost is in terms of hens and pigs.  He does this thing where he shows people round the River Cottage, and they get to see all the animals, and all the plants, and then at the end of the thing they eat it.

It’s like the difference between a meal that you know how it was cooked, and one that was just given to you- you appreciate the meal much more when you know what went into it.

It’s good to know where you came from.

You cannot enjoy what you have now unless you know where it came from.

Remember Where They Came From

This message that we read this morning comes to Israel when the country is not yet formed,

And they are refugees running away from Egypt.

And they know what it was like to be slaves, and what it was like to be oppressed, and have to work long days when they were not allowed to bake bricks with straws, and their male children were thrown into the Nile.

And the command comes from God,

When you get to the land which is numerous

And you have much fruit in your land

–          And they are thinking, God let’s not count our chickens here, we are surrounded by desert, I don’t want to get my hopes up for this kind of land.  But God is saying that much you yearn for now will in fact be yours

And when you get there you will do what successful people often do

They will forget,

Or they will not appreciate what it is that they have been given.

And so you will stand before the Lord with a basket of bread

And you will say

“My father was a wandering Aramean and he went down into Egypt and he stayed there few in number and the Lord made him big and numerous and the Egyptians treated us harshly and we cried out to God and God saw our affliction and our toil and our oppression, and God brought us out of Egypt.”

That is what you will say.

And these words “My father was a wandering Aramean”

Some of the oldest words in the Bible.

And you have to say this in the land

With your basket of the first of the fruit

And in the place that God chooses.

You have to do this.

It is about seeing the process that you brought you here,

But one thing that is sometimes missing

You have to see that God was part of that

And that something which to your fathers was distant and unachievable actually became real.

And it became real because of God.

That basket has bread in it because of God.

And so I ask you this morning,

What are the things that are in your basket, that at one point were uncertain,

Unrealised,

Strived for.

What’s in your basket

The door that you go across

The couch that sit upon you

The children whose photos are upon your eyes

The ring that is on your finger

That wage packet that comes into your bank account

The fact that your hear beats and your lungs breath

What is there,
That one point in your past is uncertain

And going back even further

What is there that was uncertain for the people who came before you

And the claim is do not forget that this is got here because of God

Actually not just because God is there

But also because someone cried to God.

Do you notice the pattern of the story.

The Aramean goes down to Egypt and he is small and then he grows

And that is the pattern, things happen and they go well

But then the Egyptians oppressed us – reality kicked in

And at that point the people cried out to God.

There was a point at which you cried out to God

And the thing that is in that basket happened when someone cried out to God

Think how many answered prayers you are the result of.

Success Makes You Stale

How many of you have gone stale

How many have been blunted by where we are

Actually successful people never think about how successful they are

They worry about losing what they have

Have you forgotten that you are where you are because of answered prayer

Or does the goodness of God seem something that is far from  you.

Then you have to remember the story,

Or rather your version of it

So what I want you to do is write down your own version of the wandering Aramean Story.

What was the thing that happened to you where you cried and cried and God heard your prayer.

I want us to write down these stories.

The unknown

This week I was at Andy Fotheringham’s funeral

Margaret’s husband

And you do wonder,

What’s it going to be for me

Which one of us will be at the top of the grave

And which one will be down in the coffin

And even more disturbingly was the Linn cemetery’s section for young children

A part that was full of toys and you think

Please never let me be there

But you never know that

You never know

And life is full of the “We just don’t know”

And how do you deal with the “We just don’t know”

And God says

You shall present yourself in the place and you shall have bread in a basket

And you shall say “A wandering Aramean was my Father”

You have to remember the story of God who got you where you are now.

The Basket

The episode here is not just about the story

It’s also about the basket.

You notice what Wandering Aramean

God hears the cry of his people guy (at our Bible study this week we were talking about how long the crying of God’s people, in the case of Egypt it was close to 400 years)

But this God allows you to be generous

In that basket the people gave the first of what they are going to think about.

In doing this they remembered that life is a gift

And they don’t forget, the don’t forget the wandering Aramean cry-hearing God

When you are successful, every voice is around you is saying “forget” that God has heard

You will forget that life is a gift

And you have to do something else, you have to make yourself a little vulnerable

You have to reconnect with the ones who also cry

You have to give.

You have to fill the basket

Worship is always to be like this

It is to be the story part, and it is to be the gift part

It is why we use the word “Service”, this is where we serve

The word in Latin for worship, is Leitourgia, Liturgy, Work

It’s the same in Hebrew – Basar means work and worship

Here in Church we are thinking about doing one of these three things.

We would like to think about employing a youth and community worker

We would like to think about restarting our café

We would like to think about reshaping this sanctuary here

We might end up doing all three of these things

But we have to decide which order we are going to do these things

At the Board the other evening we discussed these and in April we are going to bring more refined proposals about the way forward

But in the Budget this year we are hoping to raise £17,000 which should hopefully enable one of these projects to be begun or started.

The basket is there in what we give

But it is also crucial that we reconnect our money with the people who are the people that are crying out.

These guys in Israel they forgot their Baskets

The prophets reminded the people

You have forgotten the basket

The firstfruit, the dangerous, risky offering that you give to God

You have forgotten that

You have become disconnected with God

And you have become disconnected with the ones who cry out

Amos says on God’s behalf

“I will strike the winter house along with the summer house,

And the houses of ivory shall perish

And the great houses shall come to an end, “ declares the Lord

Hear this word you cows of Bashan

Who are on the mountains of Samaria

Who oppress the poor, who crush the needy

Who way to your husbands

“Bring, that we may drink.” (Amos 3:15-4:1)

Live generously

This Lent we are invited into a time when we have less

When we connect more with the people around us

And we connect more with the God who hears our cry

It goes back to Jesus whose ministry began with forty days of going without

Of sacrifice

Of giving God the first of his time, in a way which was painful, and had no guarantee that he was getting anything back.

And that was the start.

And you are invited to join him

Remember God the wandering Aramean God, your story

And remember the basket, the thing that we offer to God.

Give much

That into your empty hearts, God will give you what you need.

U2 and Jesus

But surely if the world is wholly God’s, then God might be found elsewhere, and possibly even challenging the Church.

This has been the experience that we have faced with the band that we are looking at tonight.

Of course with U2 it is actually quite easier to identify them with Christian faith, since three of the members are Christian.

Introducing U2

So for the unfamiliar, let me introduce U2.

They are most famously, Bono on vocals, Larry Mullen Junior on Drums

Adam Clayton on Bass and The Edge on guitar.

The band began in Dublin when Larry advertised for people to join a band.

They were part of an alternative Christian fellowship called Shalom

And it was from this period that the song that we are about to hear for a short while came

The song is Gloria, and the lyrics could be from a worship song:

But what is curious is that when you see the band, you will not think them Christian and Squeaky clean.  They look more like a punk band.  What is interesting is that in Dublin, to be in the Church, particularly to be in a Protestant Church was an act of rebellion (if U2 had come about in Belfast, they would have disappeared straight into the Christian subculture, but in Dublin, they went straight to mainstream, and the championing of local music magazine Hot Press)

I Still Haven’t Found

U2 were founded when Larry Mullin Junior advertised at school for someone to join his band with The Edge, and Adam, and Bono joined and the rest is history.

Of these guys, three of them became part of a Christian community in Dublin called Shalom, and made firm commitments.  The other Adam, was often bewildered and lived a very different lifestyle from the other three, although his acceptance that meant a great deal was when he was Best Man at Bono’s wedding.

Initially U2 had some early success, and their early songs were filled with Christian lyrics – songs like “Gloria”, and the intense involvement that they had with Shalom.

All the time they were breaking through in the music scene both here and in Ireland.  What is unusual though for a Christian Band is that there was no Christian Subculture that you could be part of in the South of Ireland, they were never a Christian band, and although they took part in Christian festivals like Greenbelt, they very early on would refuse to give interviews to the Christian Press.

To be a Christian in those early days in Dublin was an act of rebellion, it was to rebel against the system, that kind of radical faith.

After their first two albums though their came a crisis for the guys in U2 that someone in their community had had a prophesy that they should give up on music.

This led to much soul searching, but eventually the conclusion that they should continue with their art, and that God was not calling them to be leave that which they were good at.

However the band members remained (as they still do) firm Christians albeit apart from a regular community (Bono has commented that if he did start attending Church again it would become the busiest Church in Dublin within one week).

The song which we are about to hear though reflects some of that story, because it is about a band realising that faith isn’t about answers, isn’t always about certainty, and lacks some of the Christian certainties of their earlier material.

Bono has often called the Psalms the Blues of the Bible, and it is the psalms that you hear here, the yearning of “O God how long have you forgotten me”

U2 were criticised for this by many Christians, how can they be real Christians if they still haven’t found what they are looking for

So there are lines which capture the truth of faith, “You carried the cross, took my shame”

But there is also the line “Held the hands of the devil in the night”

There’s also an odd thing where Adam, the one who isn’t a Christian, makes his statement by walking away with a bottle of beer at the end

They had not read what Paul said in Philippians about pressing on for the prize, or the words of Psalm 42 – Like a deer pants for water, so my soul longs after you.

I Still Haven’t Found What I am Looking For

God Part 2

Possibly something on God Part 2

One

There is a passage in Ephesians that reflects the one-ness of life held together under God

“Bearing with one another in love, eager to maintain the unity of the Spirit in the bond of peace.  For there is one body and one Spirit, just as you were called to the one hope that belongs to your call, one Lord, one Faith, one baptism, one God and Father of all who is over all and through all and in all.”

What I like about the song that we are about to hear is that obviously bears some resemblance to that passage, but it does not set out to say the same thing; but it sets out to talk about one-ness (it could be about Bono’s wife of 20 years, Ali) but it cannot keep God out with the line….

It is not that you have to get God in

You cannot keep God out

Especially when you talk about love

When you talk about the wholeness that binds all of life together

You cannot keep God out.

In this song, Bono writes not as himself

He writes like the writer of the Eccelsiastes, almost as if he were someone else, with irony, trying to explore another world

It is a broken world, the world of a relationship that is about to end

And it has been poisoned by another person in the relationship trying to play God

And yet over all there is the one, the one love

Walk On

This song is dedicated to Aung San Suu Kyi, the Burmese leader of the resistance, whose image is on the T-shirt that Bono sings with.

Of her he says “You could have flown away

A singing bird in an open cage

But you would only fly for freedom”

But for me it is of someone whose key word in the Bible is walk

It is Abraham

Abraham who is called to walk when he is already an old man

A walking that only makes sense if the promise is true

That God gives him

Walk to a new country

And in the new country, Abraham will give birth to a son

And we know the story about the son Isaac

Abraham is taken to the brink, horrifyingly by God, to the place where he must walk with the son to the son’s death

And that story is full of walking,

Walk on

Walk on

I know it aches and your heart it breaks

But walk on

Sometimes faith shows itself not because you still believe

But because you still walk.

This song came from the “All that you can’t leave behind” album

It is the album that marked the point where U2 stopped being ironic, and started being themselves again

Symbolised in their first concert back where Bono took off his sunglasses, that he had worn for the previous decade and threw them back into the crowd.

And they had packed a suitcase, and prepared to travel without baggage.

This was caught in the album cover, “All that you can’t leave behind”

You’ll notice that the terminal photo says “J33-3” this was actually added in afterwards as a reference to Jeremiah 33:3

3 ‘Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know.’

This is a new departure and the companion on the journey would be God.

And in this journey from decadence and fashion to poverty

The band also ascends a hill, and who do they find there but Christ.

And it is the story that foreshadows Jesus who also kept walking

Kept walking and for him at the end there was no reprieve

Only the anguished “My God, My God, Why have you forsaken me”

And “It is finished”.

Yahweh

This song we are about to hear is from the end of U2’s concert in Chicago.

It was at the end of the concert the only time that I heard the band play live when they came to Hampden.

It is naked and honest, and I prefer it to the video for Yahweh

Itself, Yahweh is a very naked, open word, it simply comes very close to be, the idea being here that God is the one who most truly is.

God is essence, God is being.

And into this Bono brings his own contradiction, his own shoes, his own shirt, his own heart which like in Psalm 51 needs to break,

And Yahweh gives birth to something else,

In the pain before the birth of the child, God gives birth

And in the city, the prayer that this will be the place where God wills.

Getting depressed about Utah

Today got off to a good start with the Mormons, as I enjoyed reading the beginning of Stephen Covey’s “Seven Habits of Highly Effective Families”.

Things have gone downhill quicker than a Canadian mogul-basher with the news that the legislators of Utah have proclaimed that climate science is questionable.  A good history (and qualified defence) of the Hockey Stick comes from Fred Pearce here (rapidly becoming my new favourite Guardian columnist) and here.

Pearce concludes by saying:

“The label was always a caricature and it became a stick to beat us with,” Mann [author of the original hockey stick paper] said later. Was it flawed research? Yes. Was it hyped by the IPCC? Yes. Has it been disproved? Despite all the efforts, no. So far, it has survived the ultimate scientific test of repeated replication.

U2 Night

I’m grateful to a friend this week who pointed out that Jesus asks three things of the disciples in Luke 5.  He starts off asking them to serve him (“put out the boat” – read that as Gloria and I still haven’t found), then he asks them to do what they are good (read “One” and the Zoo TV) then he asks them to do something that they have never done before (read that as the political campaigning).

What would money say if it was your idol

Things that money would say

1. Compare yourself only with people who have more
than you. Don’t look at people who have less; look at people who have more

MIT professor who did a survey of Olympic medallists – the guy who won bronze was happier than the silver

2. You don’t have a greed problem

Jesus never says “Watch out, against murder!”.  But he says it about greed because it is much more subtle.

Look out who owns who with possessions.

Martin Luther King “The problem about getting too involved in our
possessions is we get over involved in the possessor (which is us) and forget our dependence on God.”

3. Worry about me

4. Giving is a good idea in theory but it’s a bad idea in practice

5. Avoid clarity about your financial reality

6. There is such a thing as enough.  You don’t have it yet, but keep running and you’ll get there

I’ll just admire without the need to acquire

Tells the story of friend who one day just said

God, You’re the Owner. From this day forward, it’s not mine.
I’m the manager. I’m the steward. You’re the Owner.

Great stuff on tithing

On God “who gave his only son”, the greatest verse about generosity in the Bible

Letter to a Climate Sceptic

However, I also believe there is some rank hypocrisy going on from the deniers.  The Hockey stick is generally accepted in its more recent forms.  It is far from being amongst “the most discredited artefacts in the history of science” as Christopher Booker put it.  Meanwhile, Booker will jump all over a vast IPCC report because it has one error (which isn’t even at the core of its argument).  His articles though are riddled with what can only be described as falsehoods.  I might even go so far as to call them lies.

 

Take for example his claim last year that arctic ice had gone back to 30 year old levels – there is absolutely nothing to substantiate that.  You can check out the ice records here –  Or take his continual harping about Rajesh Pachauri not being a scientist.  The reason that there is a non-climatologist heading the IPCC is because the Americans sacked the last one, and the head of Exxon (hardly an impartial body in all of this) requested that someone more acceptable to business be put in charge.  Unfortunately Booker admits to none of this in any of his columns, but carries on repeating the same old claims with increased vehemence whilst referring to anyone who disagrees with him as “controversial” or “bizarre”.

 

All of this makes me quite sad about Booker, because I heard a talk by him on literature from Greenbelt a few years ago, and it was one of the finest most interesting surveys of literature that I have ever heard.

 

What nobody is arguing about is probably three things:

  1. That the glaciers are not going to melt before 2035
  2. Rajesh Pachauri shouldn’t have said that those discrediting the 2035 claim were indulging in “voodoo science”
  3. That the head of East Anglia University was wrong in one of his emails (and should have been sacked) – incidentally hardly any of the other emails have anything wrong with them, not that you would know the way that the sceptics write.  Check out this article here.

 

But that’s it. That’s the only truth in what the deniers are saying.

 

None of these things change global warming  (“Rajesh Pachauri once fixed railways, climate change has halted” seems to be the argument).  None of them establish that what we are seeing now  is unprecedented in 1,000 years (it didn’t get this warm in the middle ages, and certainly not as quickly), and all the while Kenyans suffer years of constant drought, Bangladesh is threatened with submersion and in fifty years time Britain might become one of the few habitable places left (for which the inhabitants of our overpopulated island will no doubt thank us immensely).

 

A lot of the arguments can be found here on this blog which is excellent and fair-minded.

 

And I haven’t even started on James Delingpole! – check out this story here for the indefensible behaviour of a journalist who makes Christopher Booker look measured.

 

Thank you for provoking me to investigate this, it has been a most fascinating and informative journey, and I only wish the conclusions were not so bleak.

 

I thought you might like this story.  Look forward to hearing from you and best regards to XXXX

 

ONCE TWO SCIENTISTS—it hardly matters what sort—were walking before dinner beside a pleasant pond with their friend, a reporter for the Dispatch, when they happened to notice a bird standing beside the water.

“I am a skeptic,” said the first scientist. “I demand convincing evidence before I make an assertion. But I believe I can identify that bird, beyond all reasonable doubt, as a duck.” The journalist nodded silently at this assertion.

“I also am a skeptic,” said the second, “but evidently of a more refined sort, for I demand a much higher standard of evidence than you do. I see no irrefutable evidence to back up your assertion that this object before us is even a bird, let alone positively identifying it as a duck.” The journalist raised his eyebrow sagely.

“But what of the feathers?” the first scientist demanded. “Surely you must have noticed the feathers, which are the veritable hallmark, so to speak, of a bird.”

“I have seen nearly identical feathers on a feather duster,” the second replied. “At present the evidence is not strong enough to say whether the object before us is a member of the avian genus Anas or a common household implement.” The journalist held his chin and pondered this revelation.

“But this object has two legs, and walks upon the ground,” the first scientist objected.

“So indeed do many members of the genus Homo, including our own species,” the second replied, and the journalist smiled a knowing smile.

“But this creature has webbed feet,” the first scientist pointed out, his voice rising slightly.

“My cousin Albrecht has webbed feet,” the second replied. “You are making my case for me by presenting not one but two compelling pieces of evidence that this object is in fact a member of the genus Homo, and very likely my cousin Albrecht.” The journalist looked up, as though he were carefully weighing the argument.

“But it has a broad and flat bill,” the first scientist said.

“The platypus has a broad and flat bill,” the second pointed out, “and so has a baseball cap. Since we have much evidence that suggests the object is a member of the genus Homo, and some that suggests it belongs to the genus Ornithorhynchus, it seems reasonable to suppose, as a provisional hypothesis, that the object is a mammal, and with somewhat less certainty we may identify it as my cousin Albrecht wearing a baseball cap.” The journalist, unable to suppress his instincts any longer, produced a long, narrow notebook and began to scribble furiously.

“But it has feathers!” the first scientist shouted. “It has feathers, and two legs, and webbed feet, and a broad flat bill, and it says ‘quack,’ and—look—it’s gone into the pond now, and it’s floating on the water. It’s a duck!”

“Each one of those observations is susceptible of a different explanation,” the second scientist responded calmly. “Where is your compelling evidence?”

The first scientist slapped his forehead. Then, calming himself, he turned to his friend the reporter. “Since we seem unable to reach a conclusion,” he said, “would you be kind enough to favor us with your opinion?”

“Reputable scientists disagree,” said the journalist. “There is a debate. The question is far from settled. The truth probably lies between the two extremes of duck and not-duck.

So the two scientists both stomped away in dudgeon and hostility, and the journalist, unable by himself to decide where to eat dinner, starved to death.

 

 

Neil

What is love – part 2

From Internet

Make today the best day of your life” !
What Love means to a 4-8 year old . . .
Slow down for three minutes to read this. It is so worth it. Touching words from the mouth of babes.
A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, ‘What does love mean?’

The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined… See what you think.


‘When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn’t bend over and paint her toenails anymore.
So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That’s love.’

Rebecca- age 8


‘When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.
You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.’

Billy – age 4


‘Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.’

Karl – age 5


‘Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.’

Chrissy – age 6


‘Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.’

Terri – age 4


‘Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.’

Danny – age 7


‘Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more.
My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss’

Emily – age 8


‘Love is what’s in the room with you if you stop opening presents and listen.’

Bobby – age 7 (Wow!)


‘If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,’

Nikka – age 6
(we need a few million more Nikka’s on this planet)


‘Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.’

Noelle – age 7


‘Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.’

Tommy – age 6


‘During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling..

He was the only one doing that. I wasn’t scared anymore.’

Cindy – age 8


‘My mommy loves me more than anybody
You don’t see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.’

Clare – age 6


‘Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.’

Elaine-age 5


‘Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.’

Chris – age 7


‘Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.’

Mary Ann – age 4


‘I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.’

Lauren – age 4


‘When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.’ (what an image)

Karen – age 7



‘Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn’t think it’s gross.’

Mark – age 6


‘You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.’

Jessica – age 8


And the final one

The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.

Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman’s yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.

When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said,

‘Nothing, I just helped him cry’


When there is nothing left but God, that is when you find out that God is all you need.