I don't know how He does it…. In all my years working as a minister, either as a preacher, youth minister or something in-between, the thing I have hated most about my job are the ones that fall away. The people you taught, feed and worked beside, that later you hear that are no longer faithful. When you ask about them and the response is: They aren't attending anywhere I know of , They left their spouse and ran off with someone else , They live now in some sin . I hate looking back at the faces of all those I know knew the Truth, yet have somehow fallen in the error of the world. It doesn't matter if I knew them for six minutes, six months or six years it hurts me. But to be honest those I loved the most are always the hardest. Why? I know they believed! I know they cared! What happened? I know I taught them to watch out, there would be trying times. Why did they change? Why did they give up? Wha...
The Preacher sought to find delightful words and to write words of truth correctly.