Thursday, November 16, 2006

It's the Sick Who Need a Doctor

I responded by saying that Jesus wouldn't be on a talk show. I said that he would be in a place like Toledo finding people to heal. So, why am I not in Toledo? Good question. Maybe if Merry Avenue and Valvoline don't turn out to be fruitful, I'll move to Toledo and sow seed there. However if I’m going to check out the soil, I need to at least go to a few parties. It doesn't seem so bad at first, but I'm not ever invited. People tell me to just walk into a party on a Friday and talk to people. That scares me to death! But I must not act out of fear; I must act out of faith. So if BG fails to yield, then perhaps I will go to the more desperate people. The perfect soil in Toledo I'm sure is Rosemary Apartments. All sorts of drugies and prostitutes who need God's healing live there. But of course all this is up to God. I've figured out that major decisions like that really aren’t up to me, which is okay, because if it weren't for God, all the bad decisions that I made in the past six or so years would have been for nothing.