Guardrails
The poet John
Greenleaf Whittier said, "When faith is lost, when honor dies, the man is
dead." Any man who throws his life away, who takes that great slide
towards the bottom, passes warning sign posts along the way. The thrill of this
writers life has been, and continues to be, knowing and recognizing the
uncommon man. Most of them, their names never appear in print. But, they are well known by God and their
fellow man.
Such was a
fellow army medical officer, Doctor David Boyd who I got to know very well
because we shared many values of life. Such as overcoming what the world
considers poverty, working our way through many years of school, learning to
manage money well, to know the thrill-satisfaction of accomplishment.
Many years
after our army days were over, our taking orders from men of lesser nobility in
the military, I was attending a convention in New Orleans, Louisiana.
I knew he practiced in a nearby city, I called, made arrangements to visit him.
He lived in an impressive-antebellum home. An empty nest since his two children
had married and moved on and his wife had died from cancer. Walking into a
spacious den in the rear of the house, over the fireplace was a spectacular
gold frame. The frame was at least five inches wide all around, gold plated, at
least three feet wide and five feet tall. In the frame was a portrait of a very plain
women, grey dress, white hair, in a bun. Her hands showed hard work, no signs
of manicure. No jewelry, no makeup, and yet the artist had caught something in
the eyes of this very plain women...kindness. I heard Arch Bishop Fulton Sheen
say one time when asked to give three words that could change the world,
"Simple- kindness, kindness, kindness."
My friend,
the Dr. said, "That is a portrait of my mother, to whom I owe everything. We
lived on the wrong side of the tracks in our town, my father had promised me
that I would go to college and then, unexpectedly, he died. There was barely
enough money to burry him. I will never
forget my mother saying, keep studying-working hard and I will make sure that
you go to college. She continued working her job at a local plant,
cooking-sewing-cleaning for the public at night and weekends. And when it came
time for me to go to college, by her savings, my working, I managed to get
through my eight years-internship-residency. But, she taught me the important
things of life during our years together. Most important-my Christian faith and
the grace of giving. The tithe is the Lord's whether you give it or not and our
offerings always came first. We never spent one dime on anything that was not
important. We kept a daily log of everything we spent, every activity and God
knew that our lives were completely yielded to him."
There is
the new beginning for the believer, repentance-baptism-Lord's table. You do not
take from your commitment to a new life, "You just keep adding to
it."
We were
talking at length about something we had discussed many times in the army: The
fact, and it is a fact, that unless blessed with an inheritance which you did
not earn, the secret to financial success is keeping up with everything you
spend. You can not invest the money you have spent. Nickels make dollars and
dollars take care of themselves. Even Einstein said, "Compound interest is
the eighth wonder of the world. He who understands it, earns it ... he who
doesn't ... pays it.”
So many
have asked this blind veteran, "How did you accumulate your money?" I
started at zero, blind, hard work, frugal living. It has never bothered me that
people called me stingy. In college, (worked my way through eight years, job at
night, classes during the day, selling Bibles door to door in the summer) called
by my friends, "Iron pockets" because I never spent one dime unless
necessary. The greatest secret, a daily record of every cent you spend. God's
record that I have given from his generosity to me to his need. Of course for
God to be God he needs nothing but with one tree in the garden of Eden, he
established his rights and the fact that we cannot have it all. I would rather have what is left from what is given to
him, blessed, than what is left from the full 100%, cursed. YOU CAN NOT OUT
GIVE GOD.
Life is a
matter of discipline. Character demands discipline. A blessed lifestyle of
accomplishment demands nutritious food, abstinence from toxic medications, rest
and exercise.
Think of
the BRUTAL world where the Virgin Mary, Joseph and even Jesus lived.
We think
things are bad at the end of 2012, and they are. Jobs are gone and they are not
coming back. Every agency-system-entitlement is broke. We are an entangled
third world type failure of government...controlled by a dictator, propped up
by a state controlled news media, heading down a CLIFF of disaster and most
citizens are unaware of the impending catastrophe.
God in his
mercy spoke and nothingness became something-ness. "In the fullness of
time" (Galatians 4:4), God sent his son, putting on a tent of human flesh,
to dwell among us. None of us would be saved through his perfect life. It is
because of his resurrection, faith to faith, our faith in him, his faith in the
father, that those of us called, predestined, through the new birth, having his
righteousness in us, can face 2013 or anything else with serenity and security.
It is not a matter of "playing church", rather the knowledge that "Greater
is he that is in you than he that is in the world" (1 John 4:4). When we know God's message to us, through his word,
we will put up the guardrails of the Christian life.