It is the starting of another school year at the schools,
colleges, and universities. Three of my closely associated friends graduated in
August and I will miss them dearly. On Monday, 9.8.2014, there is an MLA reception near
the Museum in which I very much want to meet the incoming MLA’ers and take note
that this is my last semester with two other dear friends. In December of this
year, I walk the “stage.” And, even though my legs are old and weary—when I
sometimes feel that I cannot go on, God will provide that strength to finish
all He wishes me to accomplish.
In the meantime, I have spent two days observing the
incoming “freshmen” and how their student advisors council them. I am scared
about the very sites that I have seen and heard this weekend. This statement is
not inclusive of all incoming freshman at the university I attend but a good
bulk of them.
Yesterday when I was in the students lounge, a group of
freshmen came in with their upper class advisor. The topic of discussion was
briefly share with each about their summer events. One student was a volunteer
at a youth camp. Another student went to Nicaragua to help build a church. The
other students spent their days in praise with God because they have faith. The
worse fear the students in missionary work were the “shots.” At first I thought
they were talking about being shot in the field, but no. They were referring to
the inoculations they have to get from the doctor before the trips.
I realized that in their discussion, none of the students
talked about their souls, eternal life, and the grace of God or hope—or even
the eternal walk in the hereafter. The only discussion outside of trivial
chatter was “glad we have faith” and “God has been good to us.” How? Defend
yourself! And … I suppose I am asking too much. Didn’t I understand the defense
of my faith at their age? No, not really.
Today, I am sitting next to freshmen listening to them
speak. These were some of the young people that I observed yesterday and what
they plan to do with their futures. Today’s topic at the lunch table was “he
bent me over the picnic table and ‘f’d’ me really hard. I had to praise God,
because it felt so good!”
Before brunch—“How are we going to go to church, since it is
mandatory, without breakfast service first at the cafeteria? How can they make
this mandatory? This is crap!”
Another student responded; “Well at least you don’t have to
put on a dress and hooker heels!”
After brunch, I ran into one of the elder Student Spiritual
Life advisors. When I say elder, he is older than me. He and I were speaking
about what I had overheard. He said; “If one or two students out of 200 find
true spiritualism isn’t that what it is all about?”
I thought about what he said and he was wisely correct.
In our life time, we will have encountered thousands of
professed Christians and there will only be a few who will understand and be
able to defend what faith in God and true Christianity is all about. It is not
just about faith and deeds; it is the understanding of the Grace of God. It is
the understanding of how love, hope, and faith go hand in hand. It is the
understanding that the personal mindset of God and Jesus with the deeds of
personal spiritualism must reflect heavily in our lives more than anything else.
It is the understanding that we are in the position where God has placed us at
this very minute. It is the understanding that now is the time to act and
fulfill the thoughts and the work in which God intended us to do for him to
obtain His Grace.
Now is the time not to be afraid to be a Christian or to
believe in God but to profess proudly without judgment in our fellow man and
attempt, to the best of our ability, the work He has assigned to us in the face
of total adversity. Now is the time of our calling. Answer the door. You may
never get another chance.
Proverbs 23:23
Get for yourself that which is true and do not let it go for
money; get wisdom and teaching and good sense.
God bless you all and keep you safely in His arms.
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