Miss Franny

So I've ranted about how I feel i need to do something because faith in the seated position just wasn't workin for me. Then today i rememberd about miss franny. My good buddy mark told me about her http://likethemorningmist.blogspot.com/

So Miss Franny went to church on a sunday and heard mark (An enthusiastic yound pastor who has a fire in his belly for Jesus that belongs in the south) preach about getting involved. He preached about how we are called to be active lovers as part of our walk with Jesus.

Now Miss Franny was verry old and when she got home she was racking her brain trying to find something she could do. Thats when she heard a ruckus from out side. She noticed a group of boys skate boarding at the bus stop after school and she knew. But how? How was an elderly lady supposed to show compassion to a group of teenaged skater punks? Thats when she heard one of them say "im hungry".

The next day after school the boys steped of the bus and were greeted by Miss Franny. With trembling hands (but confidence in Gods plan) she said "hello boys... i noticed yesterday that you were skating down here and thought you might be hungry. feel free to stay and skate as long as youd like." she handed them a plate of fresh cookies, still warm from the oven infact. And so it began...

Day after day she would meet the boys with fresh baked cookies and pretty soon it wasnt so akward. the boys felt comfortable in her driveway and came home everyday with an expectation for fresh cookies and a place to hang with friends. But one day Miss Franny wasn't there. The boys were worried about her so they went up the the house and rang the door bell. Miss Franny opened the door and apologized. Said she was sick and couldn't make them cookies today but they were welcome to come in and chat.

It became standard that the boys would now come in and have cookies and chat with miss franny (especially with snow and all) . So they became verry close. Those boys had the utmost respect for miss franny and even loved her. So when she heard that mark was comming to her parish again to preach she asked the boys... "You boys wanna see a preacher with a pink mohawk?"

The boys all went to church with Miss Franny that sunday. At this point mark had lost the pink mo mo but he talked to the boys and miss franny. She told him how his sermon had affected her and showed him proof of what came out of it. So he challenged the boys. "You boys love miss franny right? ... yes, of course...You don't want her to have to come to church all alone do you?"

There it was. the boys started to come to church with Miss Franny. and they found a home . a place where they belonged. It wasn't long before those skater punk kids started to see a little bit of Miss Franny's Jesus in side themselves.

Mark returned a year later (its becoming an annual thing :P) to hear the good news. All of those boys had been saved. Those little skater boys gave their life to Jesus. All because Miss Franny cared enough to show them love.

I love that. Isn't it amazing how God works. My prayer is that we can all have our imaginations opened up for Jesus. God will work through you ... if you let him.