Deciphering How the World Thinks (Part 3)
The day was set: February 15th, 1994. Three young men and one woman enlisted for an almost impossible adventure ahead of them. They quit their jobs and said "Au Revoir" to family and friends. The names of the three young men were Cyril Taylor, Bartholomew (Bart for short) Ferguson, and Adeyemi Sonaike. The young woman's name was Betty MacLeod. They vowed not to destroy their bond. Their task: to travel around the world in seventy days by land and water. Their starting point was the city of Florence.
Maps, books, torchlights, first-aid kits, soap, shampoo, geisha, loaves of bread, jam, blankets, corned beef, disposable spoons and plates, extra pairs of socks, swim suits, towels, a water cooler, sun glasses, batteries, a video camera to document their travel, and an alarm clock that automatically changes time depending on what country you're in. All these they took for the road.
They traveled by Greek Cruises, stopping at Crete and the Aegean sea, and then they sailed to Holland and Belgium. They crossed Central America, and headed south towards Buenos Aires. On the eleventh day Bart broke the news. He couldn't continue this trip any longer, it was too difficult. But Cyril, Yemi, and Betty continued. On reaching South Africa, they rented a car and drove north through Africa. They stopped at Cairo. Betty began to cry, but Cyril and Yemi encouraged her to keep going. They couldn't stop now. They had come as far as forty-one days. They kept going. From Cairo to Nuweiba, from the Red Sea to the Jordan. Then east through Eastern Europe, Turkey, Iran, Pakistan, and India. Finally, they were on their way back to where they started. They got back to Florence, on the seventieth day.
A team of only three. Out of four.
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Say you're one of us, but choose not to finish the task. You can say it, but you don't have to do it. This is the portrayal of many who claim they are Christians today. Not everyone who gives himself such a title is necessarily who he says he is. Many get offended when people do or say things in the name of Christianity. But why people get offended still amazes me. Not everyone who says "I am who I am" is really who they claim to be. The church is not as simple as the erection of four walls.
Say You're One of Us:
They say they have love, but they commit murder with their lips. They say they don't go clubbing, but they jump from one man's bed to another in secret. They say they are free, but they imprison others by unforgiveness. They say, "God must come first," but their thoughts are always elsewhere. They point fingers and judge others instead of showing them the way. "He who says he abides in Him ought himself to walk just as He walked," 1 John 2: 6.
Not everyone who claims to be a Christian is really one. The world is full of buildings called churches, but not all form "the church." The true church is the one working on it's imperfections and working towards perfection, while drawing others closer to the truth. The true church is not judgmental, but loving. The true church does not hide the truth, but spreads it. Saying you're one of us implies that you need to walk the talk. Me blogging about this does not mean I'm one of them, but if I do what I say in secret (when no one is watching me), then yes, I'm one of them.
Are you one of them? Or do you just claim to be one of them? Say your thoughts in the comments section below.
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