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Other Voices
This fellow was walking down the street with a raggy looking mix breed dog. A man approached and asked, "What kind of dog is that?" "A police dog," the man replied. "That don't look like a police dog," he said. "How can he be a police dog!" The owner calmly said, "Well, he's in the Secret Service." So, some Christians appear to be in the Secret Service. Reluctant to boldly proclaim and promote their faith. When a miracle happens in their lives rather than spreading it abroad or putting it in the newspaper they just sort of keep it a secret among family, church folk and a few friends. I had an accident in 1981 where I did what they say is almost impossible; I totaled a Volvo. I did not have my seatbelt on and I came out without a scratch. An absolute miracle! I took a picture of the car and wrote my own article entitled, "To God be the Glory" and had it put in the local newspapers. To this day some folk still tell me they have the clipping from that story. That's what I am talking about! This subject reminds me of Norman Rockwell's painting entitled, "Saying Grace," which shows a grandmother and her grandson bowing their heads in prayer in a cafe in and among some rough neck boys that are swearing and smoking cigarettes. The Bible states in Matthew 10:32-33 "Whosoever therefore shall confess me before men, him I will confess also before my father which is in heaven. But whosoever shall deny me before men, him I will also deny before my father which is in heaven." You can deny him without saying a word.
I'm not in the Secret Service. I am glad I am a Christian and in the Good News Service! Will you say amen to that?
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