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And now I am

 
And now I am

In Yakima, Washington, Sometime Back A Dying Man Made A Strange Request. On His Deathbed, Grant Flory Said To His Family: "Get Me To The Mustangs' Playoffs. No Matter What." He Was Referring To His Old High School Team, The Prosser Mustangs. So In Early December, When The Mustangs Played In Seattle'S Kingdome, Flory'S Cremated Remains Were In Attendance. His Son Dwight Approached The Stadium Gate Wearing A Camera Bag That Contained His Father'S Urn. He Was Stopped By A Guard Who Asked What Was In The Bag.

"It'S My Dad," He Replied.

The Guard Looked Puzzled But Allowed The Ashes Inside. Family Members Said Anyone Who Knew Grant Flory Wouldn'T Be Surprised By His Request. He Was A Real Football Fan.

It Is The Dream Of Every Pastor To Have A Congregation Filled With People Who Are That Determined To Be In Worship Every Sunday. I Need Not Even Say To You That There Are Church Members Who Are Much More Dedicated To Their Favorite Sports Team Than They Are To God. They Give More Money To Their Team. They Know More About The Players On The Roster Than They Ever Will About The Heroes Of The Bible. And I Will Not Live To See The Days When People In The Average Congregation Will Sit In A Cold, Miserable Rain To Worship God Like Many Will Do To Cheer On Their Favorite Team. Perhaps That'S Because We Don'T Understand The Essential Nature Of The Church. I Believe If We Could See The Church As Christ Sees The Church, We Would Not Take Attendance As Casually As We Do.

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