SCRIPTURE: Galatians 6:14
(TM)
For my part, I am
going to boast about nothing but the Cross of our Master, Jesus Christ.
STORY:
According to a story in the Grand Rapids Press, the owner of
a small foreign car had begun to irritate his friends by bragging incessantly
about his gas mileage. So they decided on a way to get some humor out of his
tireless boasting, as well as bring it to an end. Every day one of them would
sneak into the parking lot where the man kept his car and pour a few gallons of
gas into the tank. Soon the braggart was recording absolutely phenomenal
mileage. He was boasting of getting as much as 90 miles per gallon, and the
pranksters took secret delight in his exasperation as he tried to convince
people of the truthfulness of his claims. It was even more fun to watch his
reaction when they stopped refilling the tank. The poor fellow couldn't figure
out what had happened to his car.
OBSERVATION:
Oh, the silly things we boast about. Our cars. Our children.
Our grandchildren. Our jobs. Our house. Our accomplishments. Our accolades. Our
abilities and talents. Oh, the silly things we boast about.
Everything that we boast about will either fade way, get
stolen, rust out, perish, leave or begin to live their own life. And what are
we left with? Not much. We measure our self-worth by the “things” of which we
boast.
The only thing that matters … the only thing of which we can
truly boast with any confidence is the Cross of Christ. Nothing else …
absolutely nothing else matters – not our children or grandchildren, not our
job and accomplishments, not our skills and abilities, and absolutely none of
our “stuff” … only the Cross of Christ for that is the one thing we carry with
us into the next world. It is the bridge of sorts that brings the two worlds –
this world and eternity – together.
In the Cross of Christ I glory,
Towering o’er the wrecks of time;
All the light of sacred story
Gathers round its head sublime.
PRAYER:
Thank you, thank you, thank you Eternal Father for the Cross
of your Son!
Greetings from Wordwise Hymns. I posted an article on Bowring's hymn this morning, so your post caught my eye. Enjoyed the story--and yes, it's strange and sad what we boast in.
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