The hardest thing to believe when you're young
is that people will fight to stay in a rut,
but not to get out of one.
Ellen Glasgow
The hardest thing to believe when you're young
is that people will fight to stay in a rut,
but not to get out of one.
Ellen Glasgow
A.W. Tozer, Who Put Jesus on the Cross
We're reading and studying "God as He Longs for You to See Him"with our small group; we hear Chip Ingram often quote Tozer. He's a great, classic author who's been mostly lost to our generation; he's one we need to revive.
A friend and I going to try it:
Ray Stedman alludes to a thesis of an old book, The Habits of the Heart: Individualism and Commitment in American Life; in it, a group of psychologists -- decades ago -- proposed that television was at the root of Americans forgetting how to serve. Stedman says: “perhaps in a Christian congregation this is not nearly as evident as it is in the world at large, but we face it also in the body of Christ.”
Reading a great book by Neil Cole (Search and Rescue, Becoming a Disciple Who Makes a Difference) I was reminded of a scene in Lord of the Rings. Describing the futility of being lone ranger Christians, and needing "sidekicks" Cole paints the picture of Frodo and his faithful companion, Samwise, collapsed on the side of Mt. Doom in their attempt to destroy the dark and evil ring of power. Alone in a dark place, surrounded by evil and hiding from the ever watchful eye of the dark lord, it was Frodo's task to get the ring to the end of the journey where it would be destroyed. Sam tries to encourage Frodo by describing the beauties of home in the Shire. But there was nothing Frodo could see but the dark lord's evil eye. Finally, faithful sidekick Sam spits out, "Then let's be done with it! I may not be able to carry it [the ring] for you, but I can carry you!" And Sam lifts Frodo up onto his shoulders and proceeds one step after the next up the steep climb of loose rocks, with his friend on his shoulders.
Ernest Hemingway told the story: there was a father and his teenage son, whose relationship got so strained, the boy ran away from home. His father began then the journey -- searching for his rebellious son. Finally in Madrid, in a last desperate effort to find him, the father placed an ad in the newspaper. It simply read: "Dear Paco, Meet me in front of the newspaper office at noon. All is forgiven. I love you. Your father."