One time, while home on leave from the
Navy, a worn, sleeve-frazzled man carrying a pasteboard box, walked up to me. I was standing in the front yard of our home,
thinking how glad I was to be home, as he offered his hand and spoke. He couldn’t speak plainly, but as he showed me
the contents of the box, I knew he was selling glue.
had several types of glue on hand, and though I was as friendly as possible, talking to him for some time…I didn’t
buy any glue. Maybe it was his words as he left that clung to me through the coming years. He said, "Come and see me."
I didn’t know where he lived, but somehow, I wanted to see him again. I knew I should have bought glue I didn’t
need. I should have helped him.
would you believe…years later I was given another chance! In a town several miles from my home, I met him again!
My conscience at last was cleared, because I had found him, and at last the purchase was mine.
I believe this story has a parallel meaning. We don’t always get a second
chance to do what we should have done in the beginning, either to God or to some person. But if a second chance does come,
may we be able to realize it and to take advantage of it. The world will take on a different look to us, and we’ll
be the better for it.
Jonah got a second
chance. His book in the Bible is most interesting as to how he ran from God but couldn’t hide. My own Dad was called
to preach, but knew he didn’t have the education needed. He ran from God for six years, but when he finally said "yes"
to the Lord, the load on his mind was relieved, and I’ve heard him say how he "learned how to read on his knees."
And he saw thousands come to Christ through his preaching.
If you feel convicted of your sins, don’t turn away. Get right with God, because we aren’t
guaranteed a second chance. The Holy Spirit may call again, unless death interrupts your plans. As I’ve warned at
other times…don’t risk it.
not accepted...this is a labor of love