Wednesday, March 20, 2013

 C.S. Lewis said this about my role model and Savior in his book, Mere Christianity: "I am trying here to prevent anyone saying the really foolish thing that people often say about Him: I’m ready to accept Jesus as a great moral teacher, but I don’t accept his claim to be God. That is the one thing we must not say. A man who was merely a man and said the sort of things Jesus said would not be a great moral teacher. He would either be a lunatic — on the level with the man who says he is a poached egg — or else he would be the Devil of Hell. You must make your choice. Either this man was, and is, the Son of God, or else a madman or something worse. You can shut him up for a fool, you can spit at him and kill him as a demon or you can fall at his feet and call him Lord and God, but let us not come with any patronising nonsense about his being a great human teacher. He has not left that open to us. He did not intend to. ... Now it seems to me obvious that He was neither a lunatic nor a fiend: and consequently, however strange or terrifying or unlikely it may seem, I have to accept the view that He was and is God."

This is a literature-related blog, so I am going to say a few words about the best-selling book of all time, the Bible. 

Before I got saved I read a lot of books.  Books about philosophy, books about eastern religions, books about counter-culturists and their beliefs, self-help books, and anything else that I thought would finally give me the answers to the tough questions that kept me up at night.  Questions such as; where did we come from?  Why are we here?  Where are we going?  What’s the meaning of life?  Is there life after death? Et cetera, et cetera, et cetera…  And then one day, I read a book titled “Smith Wigglesworth on Faith”.  In that book, the great and uneducated pioneer of the Charismatic Movement, Smith Wigglesworth, penned one line that changed my life.  He said “Faith is not a feeling that you get once you have believed long enough.  Faith is a decision that you make.  You choose to believe or you choose not to.”  I was gullible and naïve enough to believe what that man said.  When I was a little boy my daddy told me something.  He said “Boy, you best always respect your elders.  And if you don’t respect your elders, at least respect your betters”.  I suppose, perhaps, that I am blessed with the ability to take good advice.  And in my reasoning, Smith Wigglesworth was my elder and my better.  But I digress.

So, I read the Bible.  Actually, I devoured it.  Thrice I read the Old Testament and the New Testament was read in its entirety exactly 27 times.  From the first word on the first page I had decided that I was going to believe.  I was going to take the book for its face value.  I was going to take it literally and do what it said I should do.  And wouldn’t you know it, that Jesus did just what He said He would do.  All I had to do was follow the instructions. 

Since I decided to believe, I have been converted from a lying, cheating, stealing, gambling, womanizing, alcoholic and drug addict into the person I am today.  I am not saying I am perfect.  Nothing could be further from the truth. The difference is now I have someone to answer to.  Prior to my conversion, I was not scared of much.  I dared anyone to challenge me or threaten me.  I was held accountable to no man or moral code.  Post salvation, it is in the forefront of my mind that whenever I commit a sin I am spitting on the man who gave His life for me.  I am not scared of Hell.  That isn’t why I follow Christ.  I follow Christ because I love Him.  I love Him because of what He did for me.  All those years I cursed His name He never gave up on me. 

As I write this my eyes well with tears.  I was an unlovable mess who Jesus deemed worthy of life.  I was the Roman soldier who beat Him and spat upon Him.  Yet He, in his infinite wisdom and compassion, still reached out for me and longed for me to accept Him.  It is the greatest love a person can experience.  I do not fear death.  Rather, I long for the opportunity to walk and talk with my savior in His physical form.  To spend eternity picking the brain of the one who hung the stars and breathed life into mankind.  No matter how tough life gets, I can always look forward to an eternity in paradise.  Like Bill Murray said, “…so, I got that going for me.”

So yeah, I love Jesus. 

1 comment:

  1. See where a little non Facebook chatting with get you. I do believe I may some to do with this post and that fact gives me pride. I never purposely set sparks but I feel the red hair I carry atop my head tends to leave "huh" in the minds of those I come into contact with. I have come to accept this as my personal super power. I just love watching the fires that grow even if they go in a direction I never intended.

    Your father's comment is a great one!