Well, today I almost prayed for the gas station guy tonight.
I had to run in and pick up some milk on my way home from finishing shopping. As I was checking out I saw that the attendant had a splint on his finger. So I was brave enough to ask what happened. He said he hurt it playing basketball. I chickened out on the praying part. I am not sure what the fear was... but I am determined to defeat it with God's help!
As I sit here writing this I began thinking about how "almost praying" for someone is the same as not praying at all as far as what it will be like when we meet God and discuss what we have done with the gifts He has given us. It reminds me of the story of the talents. Where the one guy takes what the master gives him and he goes out and makes a huge return on his investment. The second guy comes back with more than he started but not as much as the first guy. The last guy buries his talent in the ground and doesn't do anything at all with it. I am thinking when I am "almost obedient" to the Lord... well, to be blunt I am burying what He has given me, and He isn't going to be too pleased when He comes home. I wonder if He will say "Well done, my good and faithful servant" or if He will say, "Oh you faithless generation". Father help me to be obedient!
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