A man planted a vineyard. He fenced it, dug a wine press, erected a watchtower, turned it over to the farmhands, and went off on a trip
At the time for harvest, he sent a servant back to the farmhands to collect his profits
my thinking...ok dude has money. dude sets his bizness up. dude hires ppl to do the work while he sits on the beach on vacation. cash time is here. he sends his employees to pick the cash up but...
They grabbed him, beat him up, and sent him off empty-handed. So he sent another servant. That one they tarred and feathered. He sent another and that one they killed. And on and on, many others. Some they beat up, some they killed.
Finally there was only one left: his son. In a last-ditch effort, he sent him, thinking, 'Surely they will respect my son.'
But those farmhands saw their chance. They rubbed their hands together in greed and said, 'This is the heir! Let's kill him and have it all for ourselves.' They grabbed him, killed him, and threw him over the fence
hu? who does that? seriously, how can they get away with this???
Finally there was only one left: his son. In a last-ditch effort, he sent him, thinking, 'Surely they will respect my son.'
But those farmhands saw their chance. They rubbed their hands together in greed and said, 'This is the heir! Let's kill him and have it all for ourselves.' They grabbed him, killed him, and threw him over the fence
hu? who does that? seriously, how can they get away with this???
then i read
What do you think the owner of the vineyard will do? Right. He'll come and clean house. Then he'll assign the care of the vineyard to others. Read it for yourselves
What do you think the owner of the vineyard will do? Right. He'll come and clean house. Then he'll assign the care of the vineyard to others. Read it for yourselves
k. seriously. i literally closed my eyes and palm slapped my head
duh. the story is about jesus
dbl duh
we do this to him everyday
i love, love, love to read. esp a good chick lit book. a few weeks ago, late at night, i closed my beloved novel reached over to turn my light off to snuggle down in y bed and sleep...then i saw my ummm kinda not read as much as i use to ...good book
i realised not with condemnation but with realization that i have spent more time reading novels than spending time with god. oops
i then decided that i will not read anymore books (i was in the middle of 3!) for awhile...but i will spend time reading the good stuff instead
then i go to church and voila my pastor speaks on the same thing, spending more time doing other things than spending with with god
i love when i get a kick in the pants, then go to church and hear the same thing preached
anyways...it's been a slice. i have read, learnt and noticed i have been way more patient with nathaniel and these wonderful 3's that will only happen once (thank you jesus)
*there is nothing wrong with reading books, i just noticed that it was a bit unbalanced for me. i also realise that this revelation is really not that big, shocking or wow impressive bible knowledge that i have. i just forgot how simple story really means so much more and as i sat a read, my eyes took the words, my brain registered them but it took a few minutes for my heart to get it
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