Christianity isn’t always easy is it? My duvet is 3 inch thick goose down. On winter mornings, when it’s really chilly, I find myself battling the snooze button on my bedside clock. A while back I heard a sermon illustration which played on my weakness for comfort, it went like this:
“My father stood in front of the window of our log cabin looking outside at the blizzard swirling around. It was a freezing, windy, winter day. I knew it was Sunday and knew that this morning we’d need to walk the five kilometres from our house to the church where we worship. Hoping against hope that the weather outside might deter him, I asked, “Father, have you made the decision whether or not we’ll be going to church today?”
My father looked at me with those wise old eyes and said, “Son, that decision was made 28 years ago.”
The point of the illustration is that the father took verses like Hebrews 10:25 to heart:
Well, life happens while I Google. A few days ago I was lying on the sofa in the lounge, Googling away while Liezl got the kids ready to go out on some or other errand.
Kaitlyn, the five year old, asked, “Mom, are we going to church now?”
Liezl responded, “No love, church isn’t today, today is Friday, church is on Sunday. We’ll go then.”
Kailtyn rolled her eyes.
Liezl must have seen the opportunity for a life lesson because she turned to Kaitlyn and said, “let me tell you a story, One day a little girl stood at the window of her house looking outside at a really big gecko. It was a beautiful, sunny, spring day. The little girl knew it was Sunday and knew that this morning she’d need to walk very far to the church where her family worshiped. She turned to her daddy and asked, “Daddy, have you made the decision whether or not we’ll be going to church today?”
Her dad looked at her with wise old eyes and said, “That decision was made 28 years ago.”
Liezl explained to her that we go to church whether we want to or not. Kaitlyn loves stories and really appreciated that one. She disappeared to her room to collect a few odds and ends before her and her mom were to leave.
I was a bit confused and so asked Liezl in the most diplomatic way I could, “um, love, I don’t get it, why the whole thing with the beautiful day and the gecko? I heard that sermon and it was completely different to that.”
Liezl looked at me like I was mad and said, “Wasn’t the whole reason they didn’t want to go to church in the first place because the big lizard was out?”
Blizzard… lizzard… gecko! We laughed for about 30 minutes after that.
Truth is that there are so many things which distract us from that which we ought aren’t there? Maybe for me it’s the comfort of a warm bed but for another it’s the excitement of a sunny day.
What would keep you in bed? What gets lost in translation… ever made a similar error? Does Christian living sometimes require sacrifice?