Thursday, September 1, 2011

IT'S NOT YOUR JOB

Don't condemn each other anymore.Decide instead to live in such a way that you will not put an obstacle in another Christian's path. (ROMANS 14:13)

How much easier it is to be critical than to be correct.

Marcus frowned and twitched in his seat as more feedback blared from the house speakers during Sunday worship service.

"Just listen to how bad that sounds", he whispered to Heather, his sister. "I can do a much better job than that."

Problems with the sound system had progressively gotten worse for the past three Sundays. That's when Jack took over as the new sound technician.

"What made Reverend Starnes think Jack could do that job?" Marcus wondered aloud to his sister. "That guy doesn't know the first thing about sound".

"And I suppose you do?" Heather responded.

"What do you mean by that?" Marcus said.

"You know I worked in sound at our former church. I practically ran the sound board by myself when Don was not there."

"Then why didn't you step forward when Reverend Starnes asked for a qualified person to volunteer and help out with the sound?" Heather asked.

"I had better things to do," Marcus said

"What's more important than giving your God-given talent back to God," Heather snapped
Marcus didn't answer immediately.

It was his sister talking, but he knew the words were from God. He could tell by the way he felt inside. He knew at that instant what to do.

"I'll be back in a minute," Marcus whispered.

"Where are you going?"

"To see if I can give Jack a hand with the sound".

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God gives each of us special gifts and talents.When we use them to help others, it pleases Him.

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Lord, You have graciously gifted me with talents and skills so that I can bless others. Help me to be unselfish in sharing those talents. Amen.
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This story is not originally mine because I read it from a book entitled "God's hand on my shoulder"
I had been touched when I read this story and it reminds me on what happens here.(the church which I always go) <~ don't wanna describe more...the story is more or less alike with what happen here. *sad*