A
Test of Commitment
By Pastor Jack Hayford
Maybe it was a legalistic pressure point imposed upon me by some
churchiness to which I was exposed in my upbringing, but carrying
one’s Bible always was important.
We had Sunday school awards and point systems that scored you higher
if you had your own Bible with you.
In church, a Bible in the hymnal rack was the sign of a rather
“backslidden” church ... I mean, why didn’t the people bring their
own, anyway?
At school, the “gutsy Christians” were the ones who carried their
Bible along with their books. It was a kind of declaration of where
you stood.
Carrying your Bible on the way church, was “good style.” Don’t
be caught without your sword, we were taught. And it stuck. I carry
my Bible with me a lot of the time. Just to have it handy. “Never
know when you’ll need it,” you know.
Having your Bible around was kind of like being unafraid to bow
your head in a restaurant. You weren’t like you “used to be,” when
you scratched your eyebrows as you prayed over the food. You know,
in case someone was watching, you wouldn’t look “weird.”
Well, years come and go, and sometimes I wonder what progress really
is. I’ve grown a lot in the Lord, and I think I’m unafraid to stand
up for Him when the chips are down.
But the other day, I left my Bible in the car when I was going
into a restaurant.
Wait a minute. Hear the whole thing. I was going in there to the
banquet room to speak to a group of people about Jesus.
Right. I was the speaker … on a Bible theme … uhhuh. And I left
my Bible in the car.
Now, there’s more to it than that. They had printed outlines with
the entire text I was going to speak from already in hand. I knew
they would. So I didn’t really need my Bible.
What bothers me is how comfortable I felt about that. The convenient
sense of a somewhat carnal ease which I felt when I got out of the
car. The fact is, I was slightly relieved.
Well, anyway, I guess it’s a mark of maturity to not want to appear
too religious.
Or is it cowardice?
All I know is I’m carrying my Bible a little more openly nowadays.
I mean, if you’re truly filled with the power of the Dove, you certainly
shouldn’t grow older and find yourself chicken.
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