Jesus, the Biker

I picked this up at a funeral of a friend. It was written on a card found in his wallet.

HE WOULD HAVE RIDDEN A MOTORCYCLE

Jesus — THE BIKER

He was a lot like you and me. The government didn’t like him. The church thought he was weird. His friends were weird. His friends were few. What friends he did have denied him. He was persecuted by hypocrites. He hung around people like you and me, not the good-two-shoes Pharisees. Yes, if Jesus were on this earth in the flesh, he would be next to you on his motorcycle telling you he loved you…enough to die for you.

On the back:

JESUS

The Life Changer

You see, He knows that “all have sinned and come short of His glory.”  He also knows that “the wages of sin is death.” That is why “while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.” He even said, “If you confess with your mouth that ‘Jesus is Lord,’ and believe in your heart that God has raised him from the dead, you will be saved.”

The truth is, this simple decision of your heart can make, “old things pass away and all things become new.”

This would be a good time for you to give your heart to Jesus for a new start.  Commit to Jesus.  He’s committed to you.

I am very thankful for people who present the message of Jesus through non-traditional means.

Real Men…

Some of the guys in my church are reading a book by Bob Lepine in which he refers to something noted by Robert Lewis:

Real men, according to Lewis, reject passivity, accept responsibility, lead courageously and expect the greater, eternal reward.  Lewis rightly asserts that the mantle of leadership laid on men is distorted by the Fall in one of two ways: either a man is a selfish abusive dictator or, more often, he is a passive follower who has surrendered his leadership responsibility to the women around him. — Lepine in The Christian Husband, p. 24

Truth.

42 and the Meaning of Life…

There are certain things in this world that God has for you to do; and you’re just the right person to do them.

For years, I said those words to my children every night as I tucked them into bed.

There are certain things in this world that God has for you to do; and you’re just the right person to do them.

I still remind them of this from time to time.

Recently one of those children of mine introduced me to a quote from George Bernard Shaw that carries the same kind of thought, but expresses it with much greater eloquence:

This is the true joy of life, the being used up for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; being a force of nature instead of a feverish, selfish little clod of ailments and grievances, complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy.

I am of the opinion that my life belongs to the community, and as long as I live, it is my privilege to do for it whatever I can. I want to be thoroughly used up when I die, for the harder I work, the more I live.

Life is no “brief candle” to me. It is a sort of splendid torch which I have got hold of for a moment, and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible before handing it on to future generations.

As much as I love that Scotsman, Douglas Adams, I must say that 42 is not the meaning of life. This Irishman, Shaw, got it right. Whatever flaws he may have had, he expresses great truth here when he tells us that laying aside petty grievances and pouring our lives out for a cause that has meaning beyond our years is reason for living.

Of course, that cause must be worthwhile. Jesus said his cause was the redemption of humankind. I have come to seek and to save that which was lost. Nice. That cause beats the tar out of any other I can imagine.

Now — more than ever — we need to resist the pull toward self-centered living and live for a meaningful purpose: the purpose of pouring out our lives for the sake of the gospel.