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Saturday, February 27, 2010

HITTING AN OUTHOUSE WITH A GOLF CLUB

Something has been haunting me all week. It is a story a Christian friend of mine shared about something his young son accomplished. My friend is having a home built and his wife recently received a call that someone had seen a young black man enter the porta-pottie on their property and he had been in there for quite some time. So my friend's wife and young son drove to the construction site armed with a golf club. Smiling, my friend told about how his son walked up to the porta-pottie and with a mighty swing struck the plastic side of it as hard as he could. He said immediately there was a loud scream and within seconds a young man with painted nails who was dressed funny scrambled out fearing for his life. My friend said his son was so proud of himself and others around me laughed. I thought, "What a picture of who we as Christians have become."

We live in a world overrun with humor. We have even learned to use humor to disquise our sin. If you know me, you know that I love to laugh more than anybody. But this simply wasn't funny. Here was a young man struggling with sexual identity, perhaps homeless, certainly confused, now afraid, and thankfully he met some Christians...who had a golf club.

I am not writing to attack my friend but rather to let all the Green Frog Blog fans out there know that God spoke to me deeply through this story. He reminded me that Christians should not cherry pick who we love. He also reminded me that we should check our hearts often and compare them to His. He never wielded golf clubs, he never laughed at the wounded, he simply loved us all.

Which is more repelling, a young man who acts weird and needs counseling, or an afluent Christian who goes to church but still takes there swings. Again, this speaks to me deeply. When we meet these needy people we should remember how lucky they are that we have come along because Christ live in us....doesn't He?

We've watered down what it means to be a Christian to make it more comfortable. I'm sorry if I am being rather blunt but I needed to get this off my chest...and into my own heart. I pray that this helps us all who humbly seek God.

3 Comments:

Blogger Jennifer said...

Amen!!! This echoes somewhat God has been speaking me in my Lenten devotionals. Reflects too that being white and affluent just creates new kinds of issues for you as a Christian doesn't fix them. The young man in the portapotty and the young man with the golf club both need God's Grace. I for one am thankful that God does not judge the way I judge because otherwise there would no be grace and mercy for me and I probably would be dead by now. Grace and Peace this day!!!

March 9, 2010 at 11:06 AM  
Blogger Treyton Williams said...

You are right. I teach, and everyday, I find my students struggling with addictions and idolatry.

Matt 12:31

March 18, 2010 at 4:34 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I have just been introduced to the GFblog. This short preface of Hitting The Outhouse With A Golf Club hit home inside my heart. Yesterday, I witness my co-worker watching a neatly dressed black young man, who had entered our building, where we work, he had walked in , went to the coffee bar grabed an apple, orange,and pastry and walked out. I was curious to how my other coworkers would think he didn't belong to someone in the building or connected in some way with the business. I continued to watch him as he walked and ate his handful of goodies ,then crossed the church grounds across the street and walked on along the side road away from our building. I thought he was hungry, probably homeless,confused about what to do with himself and etc. I thought all sorts of senerios for what was going on with this young stranger. Eventhough he had a white shirt, dark slacks, and tie. What was it about him? My co-workers laughed,suspicious,some expressed fear, and some right out where angry over the intrusion. Pray for us all.

April 16, 2013 at 12:59 PM  

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