Tuesday, April 27, 1999
And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, "See, the home of God is among
mortals. He will dwell with them as their God; they will be his peoples, and God himself will be
with them. (Revelation 21:3
NRSV)
One day during lunch a supervisor walked toward the workers. Did he have a job for them that
couldn't wait? They wondered.
"Uh, fellows," he said.
The workers turned and looked up at him. "I, uh, I just wanted, uh, to invite..." The workers
could tell he was uncomfortable with whatever he was trying to tell them. "I just wanted to tell
you that," he tried again, "our church is having a service tonight and..."
"What?" Max thought to himself in disbelief. "He's talking church? Out here? With us?"
"I wanted to invite any of you to come along," the supervisor said.
There was a silence among the workers. Several stared at the dirt. Others just looked at each
other. No one said anything.
"Well, that's it," he said, "if any of you want to go...let me know." After saying that he left. Max
and the other workers began to laugh.
Five years later Max was a college sophomore struggling with a decision. Max admits he drifted
from faith. He wanted to know Jesus again. But the price was too high. His friends might laugh.
That's when he thought of the supervisor in the oil field. That supervisor's love for God had been
greater than his concern for his reputation. "So I came home," says Max.
Ronald Newhouse, Texas, USA
One summer while Max Lucado was in high school he worked laying pipe in a West Texas oil
field. At lunch time the workers in the oil field would tell jokes and play cards. "For thirty
minutes in the heat of the day," Max says, "the oil patch became Las Vegas--replete with foul
language, dirty stories, blackjack, and barstools that doubled as lunch pails."
Prayer: Dear God, bring me home to you today and forever. Amen.
Past/Current Devotions | Help Promote This Page | E-mail Rev. Newhouse