The Gift That Is Squandered!

THE GIFT THAT IS SQUANDERED

By Wade Martin Hughes, Sr. Kyfingers@aol.com

BE HONEST DO WE REALLY APPRECIATE TODAY? TODAY IS A GIFT FORM GOD…

Psalm 118:24 This is the day which the LORD hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it.

Would you buy a 300 year old rare antique piece of furniture and burn it in a camp fire?

Would you pay $200,000 for a Corvette and drive through mud bogs?

Would you pay 240 million dollars for a jet to drive across town to go to work each day?

WHY ON EARTH OR HEAVEN WOULD WE HAVE TODAY AND WASTE IT ---

TREASURES FOR TRINKETS?

THIS MINUTE CAN NEVER BE RECALLED? THIS DAY IS A PRECIOUS GIFT…

ONE DAY WILL BE YOUR LAST DAY? One breath will be your last?

ONE DAY YOU WILL GIVE YOUR LAST GIFT?

Mark 8:18 Having eyes, see ye not? and having ears, hear ye not? and do ye not remember?

Do you remember the 5 loaves and 5,000 hungry people?

Do you remember the 7 loaves and 4,000 people?

DO WE HONESTLY REMEMBER THE GOODNESS OF GOD?

DO WE REMEMBER GOD IN OUR TIME? DO WE REMEMBER WHY GOD GAVE US TODAY?

Zechariah 7:11 But refused to hearken, and pulled away the shoulder, and stopped their ears, that they should not hear.

TODAY GOD GAVE YOU 1440 MINUTES? WHAT DID YOU DO WITH YOUR MINUTES?

Last week I was at my Dad’s house. I saw an old hand made plague given to my dad.

Written on the back were the words: TO A VERY GOOD FRIEND AND PASTOR, WADE M. HUGHES. TO EXPRESS MY GRADIITUDE FOR HELPING ME IN MANY CRITICAL TIMES, I HOPE YOU WILL ACCEPT THIS AS A TOKEN OF LOVE AND APPRECIATION. FRIEND AND NEIGHBOR ALWAYS. LLOYD ARNOLD, FEB. 7, 1985.

Feb. 7 is my Dad’s birthday.

BURNED IN THE OTHER SIDE:

***AS WE STAND IN THE PRESENT. WE BUILD OUR OWN PAST FOR THE FUTURE.

Someone had placed this 33 year old plaque in a storage building.

THIS PLAGUE SPEEKS TO ME TODAY. My Dad and Lloyd are stills friends and co-workers together in the church.

FEW IN LIFE EVER LEARN HOW TO TELL TIME?

Remember before digital watches. If the little hand is on the two? The big hand to the right of six you add onto two: 2:30? If the big hand is to the left of six you take away from the next number… 15 minutes until three? Wow, that is hard for a little kid to keep straight in their mind?

WE KNOW ETERNITY HAS NO TIME…

BUT FEW LEARN HOW TO TELL SPIRITUAL TIME… BIG HAND? LITTLE HAND?

Ecclesiastes 3:1 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: 2 A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; 3 A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; 4 A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; 5 A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; 6 A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; 7 A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; 8 A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.

COMMON SENSE IS NOT ALWAYS REAL COMMON? HOW SMART CAN WE GET?

WE KNOW MORE AND MORE ABOUT LESS AND LESS UNTIL FINALLY WE KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT NOTHING?

WE NEED SOMEONE THAT UNDERSTANDS TIME, PEOPLE AND HAS PATIENCE.

Jude 1:22 And of some have compassion, making a difference:

There was a girl in New York that had a tender heart. She grew up and became a smart student in college. She was a straight A student. She decided to become a social worker. Her senior year she decided she would go to the “POOR IGNORANT MOUNTAIN PEOPLE OF EASTERN KENTUCKY.”

The new social worker from the big city of New York was so smart she was going to those under privileged, un-educated Kentuckians. So when she graduated with her degree in social work she accepted a job and moved to the mountain area of east Kentucky. She knew all the text book answers and she was going to teach those dirty people how to clean up and do better.

So the young educated lady moved to Kentucky, her plans were to change everyone’s life style to the standard of New York. On her first home visit, she parked her new shiny car at the head of the holler and walked up the hill side. She had studied how poor and ignorant Kentucky mountain people are, she had all the answers.