Backed Against the Wall

It is said that if you back a coward into a corner with threats of death, he may well leap out against you with an excellent strength.   I believe there is a place where this has truth.   But I believe there is also a place with this might be true with a “man” of peace.  You can back him against his beliefs only so far.  Until you can back up no farther.

There is a place where the average man will not succumb to any pressure anymore.  Do you know the place in yourself  that I’m talking about?  Have you been pushed back to what you refuse to doubt?

We stand in this world and testify of Christ.  And if we are bold we will step away from the foundations of our belief into the realm of pure faith.  While we are extended like that, there is a possibility that we could be pushed back to the things we refuse to doubt.  And I’ll admit, sometimes we have extended ourselves way too far.  Being pushed back is simply a natural restraint.

But what is the extent of a Christian’s firm beliefs?  How far will they extend from himself that he may walk to the edge and push farther in pure faith?  How much of God’s promise are we willing to believe without doubt and without wavering?

How far could we be reaching out now?  What is not being done that could be?  What are we denying The Lord?

Our reaching out is stymied by doubt.  Is it possible to consider that a favorable response to his glorious grace?

Lots of questions.  Every man holds a different answer.

Resigned to Doing

A godless banker walked into a convenience store to get himself a piece of jerky.  He stops to hold the door for a dirty sweaty young man.  Not a word of thanks is spoken.  But the banker shrugs off the thankless heart.  To him, this is the nature of the unprincipled.

Moments later, while they are both still shopping, another man enters the store.  This one is dirty and filthy.  The smell of marijuana reeks from his body.  The smell of beer isn’t far behind.

He walked up to the girl behind the counter.  From his mouth begins a long line of ridicule.  He remarks about her looks, how ugly she appears.  He speaks violently about how pathetic her children must be, what a squalor of a life she must lead, and how embarrassed he would be if she were his wife.

He was loud and rude enough to capture the attention of the two who walked in before him.  The banker busied himself with a variety of jerky, as if he was trying to decide.  But the sweaty and dirty young man walked briskly to the side of the drunk.  From that position he gave the drunk a tongue lashing that caused tears to fall.

The drunk left ashamed.  The sweaty and dirty young man paid his bill and waited beside the door.  The banker, mindless of the position of the other, bought his jerky and turn to leave.

When he looked up, he was greeted by a great broad smile and friendly eyes.  I’m sorry I didn’t thank you for holding the door sir.”  The disheveled young man said.  “I just came here to get something cool to drink.  We just finished rescuing and burying our dog.  It’s been a hard day.  I hope you can forgive me for not remembering my honor.”

The banker was stupefied.  Shame covered his heart.  He thanked the young man for holding the door and wished him good speed on recovering from his loss.  Then the banker went out to his car, away from all prying eyes, and cried like a baby.

We are our brother’s keeper.  If he is wicked let us have the determination to set him straight.  If he is attacked unjustly, let us be bold enough to step forward and offer our own bodies for protection.  If he is weak and afraid, let us give him strength by example.  And all of this Christ’s people should be doing for the glory of the Holy Name who bought them.

No!  Christianity is not a religion.  It is a doing!

In the Open Field

Call me uncivilized.  Label me as one who does not play well with others.  The world despises me because I speak of the Lord Jesus.  The church looks down on me because I expose the utter depravity of man. 

Those who know me tell me to sit down and be quiet lest I stir up waves.  I am distrusted because I do not sufficiently care about the things of this world, as they expect me to do.

I tried to remain silent.  I tried to love the world with a soft hand.  I try to be included with my brothers in the church, and found myself incapable.  I tried to well up a caring for all the things my relatives care about.  None of that trying has proven fruitful.

What am I?  Who is this man who stands in an empty field alone?  I know what I am.  I am a disciple of Christ Jesus.  I need no other label to give me solace.

The Lord is my perfect strength.  This is no vain boast.  I stand here alone and isolated, yet perfectly full of strength to continue.  What is it to me if no man comes to my aid?  What is it to me if they take no notice of the one who stands in the rain of the open field alone?

This is my place to inhabit.  And I am proud of my God for placing me here.   A day will come when his wisdom is revealed.  And I will know more on that day than I do now, my God’s love and faithfulness to me will never fail.

The world points at the church to expose its corruption.  By this they excuse themselves from inclusion.  If it is a thousand men who are corrupt they are the same as one.  They are just another excuse for the world to remain in its sin.

But I will stand in the open field and point my finger back at the world!  “Destruction comes.  Go ahead, take no heed to the warnings.  Destruction comes for the ungodly.  The living God will not entertain your pathetic blaming.  Destruction is imminent.”

And I will stand in the open field and point at the church!  You are free from accusation regarding me.  Go and be at peace as you search out your salvation with fear and trembling.  Leave this one, as it is obvious you need to do.  Turn your back on me and get busy doing what you know you should.  I am richly provided for.  I am no pathetic orphan!