I stared at one of the bricks in the wall of the high school gym in my hometown. I’m thinking, if that brick could only talk. It would bring back memories of youth, excitement, fun and all the drama that the teenage years bring. As teenagers, we didn’t have a clue about life and weren’t about to listen to the insights of the older generation represented by the brick I was now staring at. Truthfully, we couldn’t wait to get away from those bricks. Now an old man is staring at a brick in the wall. Someone needs to come and take me away because I’m listening to a brick.
Many of them said, “He has a demon, and is insane; why listen to Him?”
The beginning of the words of his mouth is foolishness, and the end of his talk is evil madness.
But Paul said, “I am not out of my mind, most excellent Festus, but I am speaking true and rational words.
I pray this devotional makes sense to you. It is just the reflections bounced off a brick.
Gary