“A” comes before “Z” except for when it does not! Do you remember the times in school when the teacher told the students to get in line in alphabetical order to go to the lunchroom? The “A’s” were always in front of the line. If your name started with a “W” or a “Y,” it could be a tough position in which to be. However, once in a while the teacher would say, “Now everyone turn around.” Then, all the sudden the last one in line became the first. In those situations, when the “A’s” were expecting to be first, they generally were pretty disappointed to see that they were now last to go to the lunchroom. On one occasion Jesus drew what appears to be a “Z” before “A,” picture. It took place in the twentieth chapter of Matthew. Recall the story, “parable,” He related about the “master of the house” who went out early to hire laborers for his vineyard. He sent them to work. Then as the day progressed he hired more laborers at the third, the sixth, the ninth, and even at the eleventh hour, and sent more laborers into the field. He had agreed to pay each laborer a denarius, a day’s wage, if they would go work.
There are some pretty messed up families in the Bible. I mean REALLY messed up. Here is a list of just a few.
1. One man blamed his wife for something that they BOTH did, which caused both of them to be evicted from their home.
2. One man offered up his daughters to a mob of angry men to appease them.
3. One man lied about his wife to another man, which caused a plague to come over his entire household.
4. One family had two sons. His father loved the first son more, while his mother loved the other more. The mother lied and tricked her husband, so her beloved son would get the family blessing and inheritance that was owed to his favorite son.
5. One family took their father's favorite son and sold him into slavery. SLAVERY.
6. One man stole one of his best friend's wives, had his best friend killed, and then married her.
Have you ever watched a little child sitting near his father? Mothers have! While Dad sits reading his book, next to him is little Junior who as yet has not learned his ABC’s. But, there he sits on the couch with his book open. When Dad, who is miles away entrenched in his volume, turns the page, the little one watching intently, does the same. And look how Dad is sitting, there with his right leg crossed over his left for a while; and with the same posture there sits the little copycat. Dad’s leg gets tired, and without any real thought changes, lapping his left leg over his right. And, just as quickly the little impersonator does the same. Dad lifts the cup of coffee next to him for a sip, and the son follows his father’s lead by sipping his cup of water. What a precious thing to behold! What a representation of the life of a child! Yet even more definitive, what a depiction of the lives of parents!
My time in China was great. I truly loved being there and I truly love the people. The thousands of students I met. The millions of chinese who stared at me. The hundreds that I became friends with. This is just a little exerpt from my life from that time for the teens at Buford and all of the rest of you who stumbled upon this.
When we landed in Wuhan on that beautiful fall day, I was amazed at how far out in the middle of nowhere the airport was. Having flown all over the world, this was by far the most distant airport from its stated city of landing. Once we arrived at our apartments on campus, I started unpacking and getting ready for our meeting with the school officials the next day. Not knowing what to expect, I was going over my contract on what I might be asked to teach, how many hours, what my schedule would look like, etc. I have to say I was a bit worried because Id heard that sometimes they like to push the foreign teachers when it comes to hours. But alas, my thoughts were interrupted by a knock on my door.