Day of the Dolt
During the time I attended Bible college in California ,
I worked for a convalescent home. One of
the dementia patients had a strong British accent. Many times I would push her along in her
wheelchair and talk with her. I enjoyed listening to her accent. On this
occasion she said, "Take me home."
I asked her where she lived but she couldn't remember. As I pushed her along down the hall we talked
about various things until she once again said, "Take me home."
I decided to have some fun with this so I asked her if she
lived in the dungeon. She said tersely,
"No, you silly dolt!"
I had never been called a dolt before. I had to look it up
in the dictionary. It said, "an
imbecile, fool."
As I read this verse, I could hear her saying, "The
silly dolt hath said in his heart, there is no God."
There was a time when I lived my life as a silly dolt. I felt there might be a God there, but I
lived my life as if He didn't exist. I
used His name as a curse word. I drug
the name of Jesus through life's mud and manure. I was such a dolt!
The good news is that I did eventually wise up and trust
Jesus as my Savior! I cannot imagine
living life without His grace and hope.
Life is hard, Parkinson's adds another dimension to that, but how
foolish to try to muddle by without God!
To deny He even exists!
"The fool hath
said in his heart, There is no
God. They are corrupt, they have done abominable works, there is none that doeth good." Psalm 14:1.
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