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The Master Called


The Master called my name one day because he needed someone to go. I 
said "Lord, in my spare time, between school spending time with my 
husband, working from 8 to 6, and trying to coordinate a program for 
my community to help our children do better, I will help you look". 
"See, I know I can't go right now cause I have so much to do". He said,
"Well where shall I find such a person? I thought I saw your name on 
my list of available people". 

"Well Lord, that was the prayer that I prayed last year, but since then, 
things have changed". 

He said "Like what?". "Well I'm working on my Ph.D. and I'm needed by so 
many people and my husband is always wanting something done, and on top 
of that my community Expects me to help and give to then so...". 

"Well, seeing that you're busy, I'll let you go. But we will talk again 
if You have some time". 

I went on through the days, and the weeks, and the months completing my 
tasks as always. One evening, while studying for my comp exams, I 
received a call from the hospital concerning my husband. He had been in a 
terrible accident and was in critical condition. I dropped everything 
and ran to the hospital where I found my husband hanging on for dear life.
I immediately began to pray "Lord, don't take him now, I can't bare it" 
but my prayer echoed off the wall and returned into my ear. 

That next morning I left the hospital tired and weary, and walked in the 
door of my classroom just in time to begin my comps. As the professors 
begin asking me questions I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out. 

In my mind, I began praying, praying hard, but my prayer echoed again and 
I found myself upset at the Lord because he was nowhere to be found. I 
could not explain to them what was happening. 

After leaving from my exams, I called in to work because I was so distraught 
at all that was going on. I explained to my supervisor what had happened 
and she demanded that I take some time off. After visiting my husband in 
the hospital that evening, I went home and fell into a sunken state, crying 
and despairing. Just then I heard someone calling my name. 

"Lord, is that You?". 

"Well yes it is. Do You have some time? I wanted to see if I could 
just talk..." 

Instead of waiting to hear His questions, I lashed out in anger and 
resentment. "How is it that when I needed you today, You couldn't be found 
and last night I cried and cried but all I heard were echoes from the 
walls. My husband is dying, I'm flunking out of school, I may not have a 
job and you can just sit and say You want to talk"? 

The Lord interrupted me in my foolish speaking. "My child, I was busy, out 
looking for someone to go and tell others about me when you cried. By the 
time I came to answer, you had moved on to something else. So I decided 
to let your husband rest, and keep you home for a few days. 

That way Maybe you would get in touch with me, if You had some time. For 
you see, before your husband, the community or your job needs you, I NEED 
YOU. And if all these thing take you away from me, I have to almost take 
them away from You, in order to get a moment". 

I calmed down and began to cry. For I remembered my prayer of wanting 
to go and do for the Lord. 

He said "I just wanted to re-check with you to see if you knew of Anyone 
that I could send to be a witness for me and tell others about me... 
anyone at all..."? 

With tears in my eyes and feeling so unworthy I said "Lord, send me, I'll go". 

The Lord should never have to ask us if we have some time. When He died on 
the cross He put aside everything to insure us eternal life. We should be 
more than Grateful to do service for the Lord, to witness, and to tell ANYONE 
we can about Jesus. Don't let your "things", WHATEVER they may be, get you 
so tied up that the Lord has to become a meeting time in your yearly planner.

He has more than enough time for us. The least we could do is have time for Him.


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