Scenario #1:
The Pastor analyzed the old man, sitting in the last row of his church. It was Sunday, his day and this was his sermon and now this blasphemer was staining the whole wonderful show by his very presence, again. How dare he! Every Sunday, for the last two months, this grizzled hermit had brought his decrepit carcass into this holy building and it looked like it was not going to end. The first time the Pastor saw him he felt revulsion and the feeling had only deepened. What was it going to take to get him to leave and never come back? This day would be no different than the last eight Sundays, of that he was sure. It sent a cold chill up his spine. As soon as he finished his sermon and the last amen was uttered, this old man, who obviously no women would want, would shuffle up to the front of the church, point a crooked finger at the Pastor and say," You say God is love, do you?" The Pastor would make his customary reply, each week with less resoluteness than the week before, " Yes, God is love." [Silently thinking to himself, 'Go away you cynical, old man, and don't come back, ever.']
The old man would follow up with his standard challenge, " Then prove it. Goddamn you, prove it!" His language had gotten stronger as the weeks progressed. The Pastor would then shake his head in disgust and walk away, to more deserving souls, who really wanted to hear the message and not just point fingers.
Scenario #2:
The Pastor analyzed the old man, sitting in the last row of his church. It was Sunday, his day and this was his sermon and now, finally, he saw someone who could really use it. A grizzled old man, beaten down by the cares and woes and trials of life. Someone who needed the love of the Christ shown to him in a real way, a way that would open his heart to the good news. Here was the one, the lost sheep who needed searching for, and now, before the Pastor’s eyes, he appears. Thank-you, Lord, for giving me an opportunity to prove to the lost sheep, your love. He changed his message today, for that one lost sheep sitting as far back as he could, but listening to the wonderful message of redemption as no other. To most he would appear cynical, but the Pastor’s heart was open to him. This was the lost sheep he had prayed to find. He spoke about the great sacrifice made for sinful mankind, and that any man, of any nation could come and be refreshed. As he spoke the old man’s eyes lit up brighter and he sat up straighter, perhaps hearing for the first time that he was valuable, he was worth something to someone who mattered, to the Creator himself. The Pastor would make sure he talked to the old man before he could leave and would invite him to supper at his home. He knew exactly what this old man needed, he needed to have proven to him the love of the Christ and the Pastor would do it, for the Pastor understood his duty.