A Friend Of a Friend

Billy lived in East Texas.  He was a common man who had one claim to fame:  he was a boyhood friend of Jerry Jones, the owner of the Dallas Cowboys.

Since their friendship had endured all through the years, Jerry used to send Billy tickets to all the Cowboy football games. Then Billy would invite Tommy King, the local preacher, to go with him.

Tommy said, the first time he and Billy made it to a game; they arrived early, as the team was warming up on the field.  Jerry Jones was walking the sidelines, watching his team.  Tommy was just going to find his seat; but Billy stopped, waved and yelled down to the field, “Hel-l-l-l-l-o-o-o-o Jerry!”  Jerry looked up brightened, waved and yelled down to the field, “Come on down you rascal!”  The two men made their way to the field.  They passed through the guards and greeted the owner.  Together, they walked among the players as they warmed up.  No one stopped them; they were with Jerry Jones!

When Tommy told that story in a sermon, he asked, “How many of you believe I could have gone out there on my own to be  ‘among the elite?’  No one.  The only reason I passed was because of who I was with; not because of my own importance.

One the last day, you are going to stand redeemed before God for the very same reason.  It is not because you are good or so righteous. It is because you are friends with the one who is at the Father’s right hand.  The “Star,” Jesus, will recognize us and invite us in, based on what He did on the cross; not what we achieved.

We will have no right to stand with the saints, except Jesus is said to be the lawyer who will defend your cause before the Father 1 John 2:1-2 ” My dear children, I write this to you so that you will not sin.  But if anybody does sin, we have one who speaks to the Father in our defense – Jesus Christ, the Righteous One.  He is the atoning sacrifice for our sins, and not only for ours but also for the sins of the whole world.”

So “come on down” dear brother; enjoy the judgement day; walk among the great!  The one who owns everything calls you to come.

Author:  David Lusk

 

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