I WONDER . . .
I wonder about a lot of things.
I wonder why people who punish a child for lying will tell the same child, “Just say I’m not home.”
I wonder why people who can get to work by 7:00 or 8:00 can’t get to church services by 9:00 or even 10:00.
I wonder why people are ecstatic if a ball game goes into overtime, but upset if the worship services do the same.
I wonder why, when the preacher says, “In closing…” he doesn’t.
I wonder why so many feel free to miss worship services for things they wouldn’t dream of missing work to do.
I wonder why it’s a compliment to say a man is sensitive; but an insult to say he’s
I wonder why a speaker who “needs no introduction,” gets one anyway.
I wonder why people who wouldn’t dream of stealing money from the collection plate think nothing of not giving as God has prospered them.
I wonder why parents who wouldn’t dream of letting their children decide for themselves whether or not to attend school, go to the dentist or wear certain styles of clothing, think it’s proper to let them decide for themselves whether to attend the Bible classes, worship services or youth activities.
I wonder why people who say, “Money isn’t everything,” act as if it were.
I wonder why people are still angry about things they said they forgave 10 years ago.
I wonder why other people’s sins are always so much worse than our own.
I wonder why it’s the fault of other children’s parents when their children do wrong, but our own do wrong in spite of our having taught them better.
I wonder why people who say, “I can quit any time I want to,” can’t.
I wonder why people who stand before God and vow, “Till death do us part,” later decide that means “till the going gets tough,’ or, “till I find someone I like better.”
I wonder why people apologize to the preacher when he hears them use God’s name as a swear word. Doesn’t it seem like they should apologize to God?
I wonder why we don’t sing, “Sweet Minute of Prayer.”
I wonder how long after death it takes for atheists to know they were wrong.
I wonder how much time we’d have for things we need to do, ought to do, if television
suddenly disappeared.
I just wonder about a lot of things. Don’t you?
I wonder if God doesn’t wonder about a lot, too.
I wonder if He’s amused, or if He just sadly shakes His divine head.
I wonder…does God cry?
(adapted from an article by Bill D. Hallstead)