BIBLE MAN

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(a copy/paste from nine years ago)

How many “layers” of doors do you have to enter to get into your church sanctuary? Probably at least two, maybe three or more-exterior, lobby, at least. I’m remembering when on-lookers sat on the car fenders where they could get a view of what went on inside. I remember when our church raised enough money to put in stained glass windows. Well, they may have been prettier, but looking back I see a stronger divide being put up between “churched” and “un-churched.”

Political correctness says our “religious practices” are fine and dandy just as long as we keep them to ourselves. After all, there is separation of church and state! How the devil must snicker at some of his schemes! About 20 years ago, I was driving up MacArthur Ave where a lone “Bible thumper” was yelling his lungs out trying to “convert” the sinner. Kristina asked what he was doing. I somewhat explained. He was an embarrassment to us more moderate Christians. Some time later we passed that corner again. Kristina asked, “Where is the Bible man?”

A seed sown in soft soil. Thank you, Bible man. By the way, I heard the other day that 2013 had brought on the death of more Christian martyrs than any former years. Thanks again to Bible men and women—faithful unto death.

January 15, 2023 Let me add a bit to this post from 2014. Have you noticed how acceptable it is for people to talk about “their God” or to refer to a neutral kind of Super Man Upstairs? Watch how far one gets if he says anything about Jesus being the only way to God! See how far you get with that on The View!

About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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9 Responses to BIBLE MAN

  1. Oneta, I remember there was a man at the university I went to who would stand in the quad and yell about sin and hell and repentance and salvation. He was, as you put it, an embarrassment to me and most of my Christian friends, as this was definitely not our style of “witnessing.” But one day one of them said he had been walking across the quad and had seen this same man quietly praying with someone. Even if that someone had been his only convert, thank God that man obeyed, even in the midst of being ridiculed by the majority.

  2. oneta hayes says:

    A bold man! It is good to admit our failures when God puts a standard before us. It is good to see a Bible man in the field; it is good to see one in the pulpit. We need more or both.

  3. granonine says:

    The only reason I would ever watch The View is to see them say they’re closing, and apologizing for all the nasty, derogatory things they’ve said.

  4. Debbie L says:

    Amen! I’m grateful for any Bible men standing in the gap or answering God’s calling. My husband and I are both more quiet in our witnessing-but I’m about ready to stand on the corner!!! What’s it going to take????

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