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Fotsporene i sanden

mars 24th, 2009. Published under Historier, Kristenting. 1 Comment.

Liker denne historia her, jeg.

En natt hadde en mann en drøm. Han drømte at han spaserte langs stranden sammen med Herren! Over himmelen kom bilder fra livet hans til syne. For hvert bilde han så, oppdaget han at det var to par fotspor i sanden; det ene var hans egne, og det andre var Herrens. Da det siste bilde fór forbi over himmelen, så han tilbake på fotsporene i sanden. Han la merke til at mange ganger i livets løp var det bare ett par
fotspor.

Da oppdaget han også at det var de gangene da livet hans hadde vært vanskeligst og mest smertefullt.

Dette forsto han ikke, så han spurte Herren: Herre, du sa en gang at da jeg bestemte meg for å følge deg, så ville du alltid gå med meg og aldri forlate meg. Men nå ser jeg at da min nød var størst og livet vanskeligst å leve, da er det bare ett par fotspor. Jeg forstår ikke hvorfor du forlot meg da jeg trengte deg mest.

Da svarte Herren: Mitt kjære og dyrebare barn! Jeg elsker deg og vil aldri forlate deg. De gangene i livet ditt da prøvelsene og lidelsene dine var størst – og du bare kan se ett spor i sanden, det var de gangene da jeg bar deg i armene mine.

Artig historie

august 28th, 2008. Published under Historier, Kristenting. 2 Comments.

Jeg kom tilfeldigvis over denne historien på en blogg jeg var innom.. Syns den var ganske artig:)

A man went to a barbershop to have his hair cut and his beard trimmed. As
the barber began to work, they began to have a good conversation. They
talked about so many things and various subjects. When they eventually
touched on the subject of God,The barber said: “I don’t believe that God exists.
” Why do you say that?” asked the customer. “Well, you just have to
go out in the street to realize that God doesn’t exist.
Tell me, if God exists, would there be so many sick people?
Would there be abandoned children? If God existed, there would be neither suffering nor pain. I can’t imagine a loving God who would allow all of these things.”
The customer thought for a moment, but didn’t respond because he didn’t want to start an argument. The barber finished his job and the customer left the shop. Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a man in the street with long, stringy, dirty hair and an untrimmed beard. He looked dirty and unkempt. The customer turned back and entered the barber shop again and he said to the barber: “You know what? Barbers do not exist.”
“How can you say that?” asked the surprised barber. “I am here, and I am a barber. And I just worked on you!”
“No!” the customer exclaimed.” Barbers don’t exist because if they did, there would be no people with
dirty long hair and untrimmed beards, like that man outside.”
“Ah, but barbers DO exist!” Answered the barber.” What happens, is, people do not come to me.”
“Exactly!”- affirmed the customer. “That’s the point! God, too,DOES exist! What happens, is, PEOPLE DON’T GO TO HIM AND DO NOT LOOK FOR HIM… That’s why there’s so much pain and suffering in the world.”