We had a great surprise at our home Bible
Study group last night. Anne and Eric brought
a young man with them. Not just any
young man. And not that unusual for Anne
and Eric to bring someone with them.
They do that often. This young
man was someone we knew back about six years ago when he was just nine or ten
years old.
Michael was one of the early foster
children of Kenny and Lauren, one of the families at Seaside. They were notified that they were receiving
Michael and his little sister one Thursday evening at our home group. We all jumped into action. Some went to their house to help get it
cleaned and ready. Some went to WalMart
to get diapers and clothes and food. So
from the start Michael was part of our group.
He had a great memory. He noticed that there were some structural
differences in our house. He was
pointing out details of the house as it was before Hurricane Ike. He remembered how the church was set up as
well. There were some people he
remembered, but he couldn’t come up with names.
And the details about those people really surprised me. For example, “That one guy who discovered he
had a brother he never knew about,” brought to mind Dennis. I frantically searched through pour photo
database and finally discovered some pictures from back in 2006. There he was, dressed as Mr. Potato Head for
our Halloween party. There were a few
others that we got a kick out of. We
especially enjoyed the progression of his hair styles. He now sports a spiked Mohawk.
After the Bible study he asked if I could
spend a few minutes talking to him. He
wanted some guidance on how to grow as a Christian. The first thing he said was that he didn’t
have a Bible. The people he lives with
now are Jehovah’s Witnesses, so he didn’t really trust what they told him. He wanted to see for himself. That wasn’t a problem. I reached up on the shelf and gave him one of
the modern language versions we had. He
wasn’t sure where to begin, so I jotted down a reading plane for him. And while I did that he talked about how he
had always been fascinated by the stories in the Bible and how they all fit
together. He remembered stories that
Lauren had read to him about “that one really strong guy who was chained to the
wall with all the bad guys and he pushed really hard and knocked the whole place
down on them. I can’t remember his name,
though.” That would be Samson,
Michael. I know, you’re thinking that’s
a classic story. Everyone has heard that
one. Well, he kept going. “And that one story about the guy who shot
the arrow and his friend knew if it fell here he was supposed to keep running
and if it fell there he could come back be friends again.” Good one.
That would be David and Jonathan.
Not so well-known.
Michael and I talked for a good thirty
minutes or so. He wants to come back
every week and talk about what he learns.
He said he does so much better with a “one-on-one mentor thing.” We went through what it meant to be a
Christian. He was sure about that, but
he was sad that he never got to be baptized.
We’re looking at a time to get that done. It was incredibly refreshing to spend time
with someone that hungry for Jesus. Way
to go Mama Lauren. I think one is on you
and Kenny. You only had him for a short
time, but you did the right thing while you did.
Proverbs 22:6 says, “Train a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not
turn from it.”
Father, thank you for watching over Michael
for the last six years. And thanks for
bringing him back so we can see how he’s doing.
Guide us as we guide him. And
give some blessing-type kudos to Kenny and Lauren. They done good. Amen.
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