From Highland Community Church Bulletin News & Thoughts
Walking in truth. To walk in the truth is more than to give assent to it. It means to apply it to one’s behavior. He who “walks in the truth” is an integrated Christian in whom there is no dichotomy between profession and practice. On the contrary, there is in him an exact correspondence between his creed and his conduct. Such conformity of life to the truth on the part of his children brought John greater joy than anything else. To him truth mattered. –John R. W. Stott
Real Christians. In her book, “Floods on Dry Ground,” Eva Stuart Watt describes missionary work in the Belgian Congo, and says: “Even among the enemies of the Gospel there was growing a secret admiration for those whose lives were out and out for God. The term, ‘Bakrustu ya kweli,’ was often heard on heathen lips. It means ‘real Christians.’ Far and wide they were known as men of truth, and men whose prayers got answered. One day, the paramount chief had a big court case in which a Christian was charged with hiding a Mabudu prisoner. At the tribunal, the chief said to the accused, ‘Tell me, did you hide that man?’ ‘No, Chief, I didn’t.’ Then turning to his soldiers, he said, ‘You liars, the lot of you! This man is a Bakrustu ya kweli.’” –The Sunday School Times
God knows who we are. A man sat through a church service and then on the way home he fussed about the sermon, he fussed about the traffic, he fussed about the heat, and he fussed about the lateness of the meal being served. Then he bowed and prayed. His son was watching him all through the post-church experience. Just as they were beginning to pass the food he said, “Daddy, did God hear you when we left the church and you started fussin’ about the sermon and about the traffic and about the heat?” The father sort of blushed and said, “Well, yes, son, He heard me.” “Well, Daddy, did God hear you when you just prayed for this food right now?” And he says, “Well, yes, son. He…He…He heard me.” “So, well, Daddy, which one did God believe!” –Spiros Zodhiates
A noble son. It was a remark overheard in a street car, but it reminded us that there are honorable men in the world. A young man said: “I am very particular about paying my fare. I took a ticket home once when I was a small boy and showed it to my father, saying that the conductor had not taken it, and that I was that much ahead. My father looked at me and said that I had sold my honor for a nickel. That put a new face on it. I always think of what he said when I am tempted to repeat the offense.” –Herald and Presbyter