Sharing my Fries
I've heard hundreds, maybe thousands of good sermons over the course of my life, but every now and then I hear one that just makes so much sense, that it sticks. Ya know what I mean? About 14 years ago, sitting in a comfy chair at Northview Christian Church, Pastor Steve Poe delivered one of those kinds of sermons. He talked about a dad who bought some French fries for his young son. Those yummy, crisp, hot fries that everyone loves... The son was enjoying those fries when the dad asked for one. Seems simple, but I know my kids would furrow their brow at me and give me that 'ugh!' sound if I dared to reach for a fry from their tray. Never mind who paid for them. My memory is a little fuzzy on the rest of the story, but the point was that when our Father gives us something, it should be our pleasure to give some back to Him, but sadly, so often I tend to act just like my own selfish children and furrow my brow and offe...