Like many of you, I have spent some portions of my life feeling…left out. I don’t care how successful you are, there are times when you think life is passing you by and no one cares.
Now, don’t mistake the following as a “pity piece.” It isn’t. But it is a slice of reality – and of hope — to those who might just need to find a sliver of hope in my story.
I wasn’t an athlete, and for any boy getting selected for teams for pick-up basketball, it was excruciating.
I was an average student. I had to work for my grades, and they were never near the top of the class.
Jesus taught
“Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing?
and then again,
“Are not five sparrows sold for two farthings? And not one of them is forgotten before God… Fear not, therefore. Ye are of more value than many sparrows.”
Jesus told his disciples that for a few pennies, you could buy a couple of sparrows. For a few more pennies, you could double your purchase and the fifth one would be thrown in for free.
That’s me. That’s you. We’re the fifth sparrow, the one that really has little earthly value. We are the ones that are lost and forsaken, forgotten and ignored.
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