Another Word…by Gus Keiser

March 19, 2018

And he said, “then I beg you, Father, that you send him to my father’s house for I have five brothers…warn them, lest they also come to this place of torment.

                                                                                                                        Luke 16: 27-28

 We all fall in holes, don’t we, as the following story should serve as a reminder:

There was a man who worked at a department store in a small town. Now this man was known to also dabble in some occasional retail thieving.  Every day he would make the walk into town from his home on the other side of the town cemetery.   He would always cut through the cemetery both on his way to work and home again in order to save himself some time each day.  On one particular day, he’d managed to take from one of the registers a rather significant sum of money.  After the store closed late that night, proud of his sneaky accomplishment, he once again started on his way home.  Unbeknownst to him, the grave digging crew had dug a fresh grave that day for a burial the next morning.  As he walked, fingering the wad of cash in his pocket and grinning with glee; suddenly he felt the ground disappear beneath his feet as he fell the bottom of freshly dug grave.  In the dark and in a state of sheer panic, he began to scream as loud as he could, all the while clawing desperately at the sides of the grave, but to no avail.  Hoping against hope that someone would hear him, he continued to scream for what seemed like hours on end, “I’ve got to get out!  I’ve got to get out!”  He kept digging and he kept screaming “I’ve got to get out.  I’ve got to get out!  But as he drew in a breath preparing to scream yet again; suddenly, out of the darkness and the silence, he heard…”You’ll never get out.”  Zip…gone.!  The source of that voice…a fellow hole dweller.

 We’re walking our way through life and sooner or later, we find ourselves at the bottom of some hole, looking up at the sky wondering how we got here. It’s inevitable.  Holes happen!  You see, the issue with these types of situations in life is not that they happen, but what we do when they happen.  When it happens, were left with five choices:

I walk down the street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.  I fall in.  I’m lost.  I am helpless; it isn’t my fault.  It takes forever to find a way out.

 I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.  I pretend I don’t see it.  I fall in again.  I can’t believe I’m in the same place; but it isn’t my fault.  It still takes a long time to get out.

 I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.  I see it there.  I still fall in…it’s a habit.  My eyes are open.  I know where I am.  It is my fault.  I get out immediately.

 I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.  I walk around it.

 I walk down a different street.

 What a great imagery for the Christian experience. Wouldn’t it be great if we could all learn from the “holes” in life and not repeat the inevitable one-way ticket back to the bottom?  Instead of blaming , instead of succumbing to habit, if we could only trust the Lord to guide us to a new street in life, our would be different.

But transformation can only occur when we’re committed to being formed into the likeness of Christ. Learning to follow Jesus is about learning to walk down streets that are different.  So today, why not choose to walk down a “different street”.

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