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Old Cowboy goes to Church
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~Lenore    Posted 12-12-2003 at 11:42:34       [Reply]  [No Email]
One Sunday morning an old cowboy entered a church just before services were to begin. Although the old man and his clothes were spotlessly clean, he wore jeans, a denim shirt and boots that were very worn and ragged. In his hand he carried a worn out old hat and an equally worn out bible.

The church he entered was in a very upscale and
exclusive part of the city. It was the largest and most beautiful church the old cowboy had ever seen. The people of the congregation were all dressed with expensive clothes and accessories.

As the cowboy took a seat, the others moved away from him. No one greeted, spoke to, or welcomed him. They were all appalled at his appearance and did not attempt to hide it.

The preacher gave a long sermon about Hellfire and brimstone and a stern lecture on how much money the church needed to do God's work.

As the old cowboy was leaving the church, the preacher approached him and asked the cowboy to do him a favor. "Before you come back in here again, have a talk with God and ask him what He thinks would be appropriate attire for
worship."

The old cowboy assured the preacher he would. The next Sunday, he showed back up for the services wearing the same ragged jeans, shirt, boots, and hat. Once again he was completely shunned and ignored.

The preacher approached the man and said, "I thought I asked you to speak to God before you came back to our church."

"I did," replied the old cowboy.

"If you spoke to God, what did he tell you the proper attire should be for worshiping in here?" asked the preacher.

"Well, sir, God told me that He didn't have a clue what I should wear. He says. .. He's never been in here before."

(I thank God my church is not like that.)


KellyGa    Posted 12-12-2003 at 18:54:46       [Reply]  [No Email]
I liked that, too. I feel like alot of churches around here are like that. God is in your heart, you carry him with you. He is not in any building. I went to church all my life in Columbus Ga, and as I got older, I saw a lot. I discovered there was good folks, but there were some that spent all their time keeping up "appearances" Who had what car, who gave the most money, whose kid was the best this and that.

When we moved up here close to Atlanta, we tried the First Baptist Church of Jonesboro, we went on Easter. It was very uncomfortable. Nobody greeted us. We never went back, because it appeared that either you were established or you were an outsider.

My mother in law talked about these kinds of things a lot when she was alive. We believe that you don't have to be in any building or there on any particular day to be with God. Like I said, he is in your heart, and you go through every day being as good and kind and loving as you can.


~Lenore    Posted 12-12-2003 at 19:49:05       [Reply]  [No Email]
I agree, Kelly, however having a good warm church to go to helps keep your spirit strong.
Just like our body needs food, our spirit needs food, too.
I happen to go to a really good church.

I guess the reason that story touches me is an experience at my church.

One evening as I came to church there was an unusual man outside. He had a stringy beard and long grey hair. He had a long stick/ pole with a fishing float on it and rubber boots and very humble looking clothes. I was a little concerned but I said "hello" and went on in.

Come to find out his name is Joe and he is homeless or at least lives out in some woods nearby. Seems some of the youth from church had been checking on him and taking things to him. They kept inviting hem to church. That night he had decided to visit us.

The kids were thrilled to see him. The whole church welcomed him and his rubber boots and his pole with the yellow float on it (to keep it from sinking in water if he dropped it). He was given a bible to take with him and later someone gave him a pair of glasses, too.

One of the ladies who is a hairdresser gave him a hair and beard trim. He was always welcomed when he came. My church has a mixed congregation of ethnic groups. Anyone who comes in is welcome no matter what they are wearing.

I kept thinking that old cowboy would have really enjoyed my church. I know Joe did. There were folks who tried to help Joe with a place to live, but he did not want that. I guess he was just used to "his" way of life. We just accepted him just as he was.



jf    Posted 12-12-2003 at 15:29:21       [Reply]  [Send Email]
great one for more insight read James 2 2-4


kraig WY    Posted 12-12-2003 at 12:37:41       [Reply]  [No Email]
Bet you Christ's Church ain't like that either


Doc    Posted 12-12-2003 at 12:06:36       [Reply]  [No Email]
I liked that.


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