Friend

‘The long and winding road

 That leads to your door

 Will never disappear

 I’ve seen that road before

 It always leads me here

 Lead me to your door.’

    (the Beatles – from the 1970 album ‘Let It Be’) 

Imagine your best friend, that you know and trust.

  

      Someone you have known for years.

Take a moment and put a face to it, it helps. ( I see Gordon.. Harry.. Joe.. JB….)

                        Now imagine looking at him as he says ‘I love you’ , or 

maybe ‘I love you man’.

        Because you know him, you believe him.

  

               You might tell him you 'love him' too.

  

                                    Because you know him.

Now..

                                           Imagine he is killed. Ruthlessly

             You share the love he gave you, with your family, your children. 

   

                                   They know you , and maybe had met him, so they believed you.

                Time goes on.

                                              Your children have children.  

   

     They know you as their ‘grandparent’, and they hear the story of a man 

who loved ‘granpa’ (or ‘granma’). 

They never met this ‘man’ who loved, but listen to their parents, believe 

them, 

                and like the story.

    

     They have children…who never met grandpa..or the ‘man’..and they 

share the story with their children.              

                It passes the time at the dinner table. Now just a good story.

And after 20 generations.. 

        The ‘story’ had drifted far from the core.

                                it had become only a story.

  

   Far from the believing in what had been done, back when the ‘best friend’ gave his love.

                                                       And his life. 

 The spirit of the story was lost. 

  

                                      This ‘Man’

                                                 Who looked at His close friend and said  

I Love You’.

                                          and to the ruthless..

                                               “Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing.”

         Today..

                  give The Gift..

                 by giving back what has been given to you, through Jesus Christ

                                so that He can start telling the Story in the First person again….through you.   

                                                       By believing It as the Truth.  

                                         There was no compromise then…and there never will be in Him.   

                                        The Spirit gives life; the flesh counts for nothing. The words I have spoken to you—they are full of the Spirit and life.