In My Weakness I Call This A Hard Thing To Do

             It's hard. There is no physical pain involved. It's not a lot of hours. I can do anything that I want.....like right now as I am typing this post....but I want to cry. There are so many stories out there on a daily basis infinitely more pressing than what I go through.....for instance the women who left her infant in a crib and then went of a ten day vacation....or the man in Ohio who chased down his three young sons on his property....shooting them one after another. These....are.....mind....numbing....horrors.
              No....it's nothing like that. As a matter of fact if someone were to be here watching over this they might think....oh that's nice. On occasion I watch an elderly loved one....in their home.....that's it....and it tears me apart....to know the glories of Jesus Christ....and the nearness of His coming....and to see so many blinded by the baubles of this world!
              Now you are probably not going to agree with this. I don't know....you might even think my thoughts on this disgusting....but you know what....we each....you and I....have roughly seventy years on this earth....it may turn out to be only twenty or so for some....and it may turn out to be a hundred for others....but  you can't get around it....you have a decision to make....and so do I....time passes....and then it will be over....on this earth....and then all will find out.
               All this needs further explanation so here it is. There is....in this case....an eternal soul. This loved on has attended a mainstream church for probably sixty years....the same church....and immobile as she is today....she regularly sends a check to that church. It is entirely possible that in those sixty years she has never heard the gospel of Jesus Christ. Oh the words on occasion were there....I've been there and heard the words....lifeless....with absolutely no definition behind them....and no power of conviction unless God chose....which He does at times....to use the unsaved....to spout out words with no conviction....to convict and call unto salvation.
               What can I do? I have the opportunity to say prayers before meals....and I pray beforehand for words....and try to make the most of it. We are talking years folks....even decades! I have talked until I feel that they have had enough. I sneak Christian movies in occasionally....and even a sermon when I think that I can do it....but the power of this world is as strong as a steel wall.....impenetrable.
                 Many of you reading this know exactly what I am talking about....for you have an adult child....or a rascal husband.....or a flippant wife.....or as in this case.....elderly parents. You have prayed with tears and wonder why God will not call this loved one to Him?
                 I have no control on what goes on in the house as I take my turn in watching this elderly loved one. If I said something there would be trouble. So I come and I smile....and I make light conversation.....and laugh when I can....and sneak in prayers or stories when I can....but I have to listen to the horrors of daytime television. That's it folks.....the absolutely horrors of listening as this lost generation....fills studio audiences...and tens of millions of homes....leading astray millions of mostly women but many elderly....feeding them lies....jumping and shouting and singing and dancing....anything to keep the audience away from the light of the gospel of Jesus Christ. They even at times....package up a false gospel....using the name of Jesus!
                Well  I'm back down in reality after typing these few paragraphs. This is nothing new. I know the condition of this world...and that only few will be saved. And I know very well....and praise God for His mercies....in that this would be me.....I know that it would be me....only watching sports and playing games....and not concerned one iota of my eternal soul....had not God long ago chose the most unlikely.....the most unloving....and in effect said...."I will have mercy on him....and the powers of hell will be dumbfounded at such mercy!"
                 Oh I won't quit....Lord willing that is....for He has promised this. I went through this with my mother....for thirty-five years....and saw her heart soften....(only God knows how much)....in her last months. So in my weakness I call this a hard thing to do....but I know that it is a great blessing....given by God....to cry for the salvation of others! How could it be any other way....if we truly know that conversion is a real thing....and it involves being born again?