November 19, 2023
Reflections from the Heart of Allan Redenius
Two little boys met on the playground one day. From that day forward, they were best friends. Everyday they were together at school, on the playground, even after school. Always for one purpose, to have fun. That’s what little boys do, have fun.
As they grew, they migrated from the playground to the baseball and football fields. Older now, but still together and having fun.
Seemingly inseparable, except for Sunday morning. One boy’s parents routinely took him to Sunday School and church. There he learned about Jesus and salvation for his soul. The other boy’s parents slept in on Sunday mornings, saying they had no time for church. As the boys grew, because of their parents, one boy knew Jesus and the other did not. Oh, the unbelieving boy had plenty of opportunities to come to Jesus but rejected what he had heard. Still, one with belief and the other with unbelief, they were best friends.
High School graduation neared, and the boys decided to take a road trip in the car, not far, just down the road a piece. Laughing, singing to the radio, having fun was the order for the day. That’s what teenage boys do, have fun…then, without warning, out of nowhere, a semi-tractor veered onto their side of the road. Later that day, the county sheriff knocked on the door of each boy’s home to share the terrible news.
Meanwhile, the souls of these two inseparable, best friends stood before the Lord for judgement. One boy with a smile and anticipation on his face, the other boy stood with fear and trembling. In an instant, once always together, they are now separated. One boy invited to enter through the Pearly Gates, the other cast away into the abyss.
As the boy falling away saw his best friend entering into heaven, he hollered at him. “We were best friends and you never told me about Jesus! We shared everything, and about this day, about Jesus, you were silent!” Now at a great distance the last words from his condemned friend, the friend now entering heaven heard were those haunting words. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
How is it with your friends?
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