…but I’m not here for the reason most people come to Vegas. I am here because my almost 90-year-old dad is having eye surgery. What a privilege it is to be with him during this time! I love my dad. I’m so thankful for him. He, along with my mom, who is in heaven, is the one that God chose to bring me into the world.
I grew up in Las Vegas. I went to high school here, rode my bike on the streets, played football in the parks. This is the place I learned to drive, learned to play music, learned to have and be a friend. I became a Christian during my years in high school here. I went to church here, went to Christian concerts here, grew to love the Lord here.
Now, I’m not being nostalgic (well, maybe a little), I am making a point. Here it is. When people think of Las Vegas, they think of “Sin City,” or “What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.” (That, by the way, is not true. Numbers 32:23 teaches us that “your sin will find you out”.)
But, like all cities, Las Vegas is a place of real people. There are kids growing up here; there are Christians here praying for their city; there are great churches doing their best to reach this place.
Cities would not be cities without people. People last forever; people need forgiveness; people need Jesus.
Would you pray today for the city of Las Vegas? How cool would it be for this to become a place where the name of Jesus is famous!
