BYU football is a huge deal to Grandpa Dennis!
The game did not go well today. So our Montana grands were trying to cheer him up. (I think it worked!)
It happened on a Sunday morning a few weeks ago. While Den was still sleeping, I went to the family room and opened the slider to let fresh air in.
Problem is I forgot to turn off the house alarm first, so it went blaring! I hurried over to the panel to put our code in, but no matter how many times I tried, the alarm would not go off! This had never happened before.
Nothing would get rid of that very painful loud alarm. I tried as best I could to keep my fingers in my ears.
Den bolts awake, and he couldn’t get it to stop either. Soon our phone was ringing from the alarm company asking if we were okay. I said yes, but the alarm wouldn't quit (I was shouting into the phone so he could hear me above all the noise. Or maybe so I could hear myself.)
The alarm company soon connected me to a tech, Thomas, who sounded like he was from India.
While on the phone with Thomas the tech, I yelled to Dennis something about how I hoped we wouldn't be late to church. Thomas must have heard that, because about 10 min later when the alarm was finally silenced, this was our conversation:
Thomas: So do you go to church?
T: Are you Catholic?
T: You aren’t Catholic?
M: No. I belong to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.
T: mmm (or some such sound)
M: Have you ever heard of our church?
T: No ...(pause...) So do you believe in Jesus Christ?’
M: Yes I do.
T: Is that the same God the Catholics believe in?
T: So it’s the same God Catholics believe in? (like he wanted to make sure he heard it right)
M: Yes it is
T: The same one...oh okay
I regret that I didn't ask, “So do you believe in Jesus Christ?”
I really blew it because it dropped right then, and we were back talking about my alarm.
It wasn’t until he got our alarm fixed and we were off the phone that I thought to myself,
WHY didn't I ask him about his beliefs?
Only looking back did I realize he wanted to talk about Jesus Christ. I could feel it. I would have loved that. My brain just does not process things as quickly as it use to, and especially not while under stress.
I think he wanted to talk about it. Perhaps he was searching as so many people are now.
So why am I bringing this up? Mostly for myself, so I will hopefully be more in tune next time this should happen. But also for you. People out there are hurting, and searching.
We all need Jesus Christ. He is our best friend, or He could be if we want Him to be. He is the Savior of the world.
You don't have to have any special prayers. Just talk to Him like he is sitting right there with you. If you are sincere, I promise He will be listening. Keep trying. Keep praying.
I can't tell Thomas. I will most likely never hear from him again. So I'm telling you. ❤️
“When love of Christ envelops our lives, we approach disagreements with meekness, patience, and kindness. We worry less about our own sensitivities and more about our neighbor’s. We seek to moderate and unify. We do not engage in “doubtful disputations,” judge those with whom we disagree, or try to cause them to stumble. Instead, we assume that those with whom we disagree are doing the best they can with the life experiences they have.”
-Dale G Renlund
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BYU football is a huge deal to Grandpa Dennis! The game did not go well today. So our Montana grands were trying to cheer him up. (I thin...