Thursday, November 24, 2022

A beautiful black sheep

 I once saw a photo where a yellow rose appeared in the middle of a thousand red ones and I loved it, I felt so identified!


I am the only left-handed person (left hand as dominant), the only one who was interested in computing, the only one of the men who preferred studies to the family profession... and the only one in the entire family including cousins, uncles and everything who decided study the Bible and study biblical history and preferred a gospel centered on the Bible, the only one in the entire family who preferred to escape the "commercial" gospel


I rejoiced very much when I met Will Graham and Sergio Gebel and I said to myself "Glory to God" how nice that I am not the only one, how nice that even in the families of the most progressive Christians there are those discordant notes, those "beauties" usually undervalued . I had never heard of Sergio Gebel in my life, I had never heard of will graham in my life and I realized the reason is obvious. We are part of the belittled and despised, the forgotten, the hated. I remember that a few years ago my family advocated that I change my name to Facebook because my publications could "affect" the reputation of my father (who, to make matters worse, is called like me or I I call like him)


For years I felt like the black sheep, then I began to study more the Bible and the men of God of ancient times and I realized that my convictions coincided with theirs and I said to myself "I am not the black sheep, I really am the sheep white"


I realized that I am part of those unique "beauties" that God allowed to be in even more progressive families so that we can speak on his behalf, but instead of being listened to, we have the "curse" of being cast aside, I remember. that in the church where my father pastored I always wanted to lead a prayer service and never ever and only once in my life did they make me give a word because my way of seeing the gospel was different...


I remember one time when I was living where I am now that I called my mother crying and asked her "why did you never make me lead prayer services? Why did you never make me speak? Now I have to do that almost every day." days and I don't know what to do" -In the end God was glorified and I was able-


I even remember that my pastor dad told I don't know how many not to be fair to me because I was a "bad influence" and for me it was really horrible because I really believed that it was wrong because my dad had a church with hundreds of people and I was only one but I said to myself "but the Bible is right" but another part of me said "but how are you going to be right and he is wrong if he has hundreds of people in the church and anointing and gift of miracles and you are a poor fool?"


It turns out that when I got here I couldn't get a job, without internet and I was left without a phone and I was forced to use the time to read the Bible like never before and I told God "I have listened to sermons since I was a child, they have taught me many things but today I I act as if I had never heard of Christianity in my life, I do not cling to any teaching." I interspersed my Bible studies with readings of Bible history and biographies of ancient men of God.


But how beautiful my Christ is, when studying, I discovered that I am not a black sheep but one of those rare and intimate "beauties" that God places in each of those families that although the gospel they preach has taken them very far as in the case of Billy Graham and Dante Gebel does not mean that they are right.


I bless and hug and a kiss and a lot of encouragement to each one of those who read and are one of those inner beauties, may God help us to remain faithful to the truth even when we are that discordant note, that "beautiful strange flower of the family.


-I hope you understand that I do not want to put anyone in harm's way or expose anyone's nudity because that is not who I am, the few who know me know that it is true-


Kisses

elprofebubba

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