Cup of Dirt

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Far too many “Christian” testimonies are all about the speaker. Such testimonies are not a great use of time. Why? Because we’re all nobodies! Without opening a new tab and googling it, who was the third emperor of Rome? The seventh? Who was the fourth prime minister of the U.K.? How about Alexander the Great’s second in command? Unless you happen to be a historical specialist on one of those questions, my guess is that you haven’t got a scooby. All of those guys were big deals, bigger deals than you or I will ever be. And they are forgotten.

How long before you and I are forgotten? How long before our own kin will forget our names and exploits, unless a dusty family tree is pulled out of a random drawer by a curious middle schooler?

Next time you tell your testimony, pull out a jar of dirt and remind everyone gathered what y’all will look like, feel like, and smell like in a few, brief years.

And then? Tell them about Jesus. Is this not what the Apostle Paul himself did? When giving his testimony in Acts 26, does he not say that he was formerly an enemy of Jesus, that he was stopped and converted by Jesus, that he was now a slave of Jesus, declaring Jesus’ good news that those bound darkness might be freed?

In everything you do, remember that, in one important sense, you are a nobody. Dust to dust. Dew to vapor. Fog to wind. Withered grass and wilted flower. You are just man.

And so instead of chasing that trophy of “being somebody”, chase obedience to Christ. Chase worshipful service to the King of kings, whose name shall be praised forevermore, bowed before by every knee. Don’t try to be a somebody. Try to be faithful. It is a good way to live.

I don’t write this blog to try to be a somebody. If I die tonight, I don’t expect these simple posts to make anybody think, “Daggum, this David guy is worth remembering!”

This blog is just one part of me trying to be faithful. My spiritual father, Raymond Goodlett, taught me how to think. I think that was his greatest gift to me. By being around him for years, listening to him teach the Scriptures, watching him lead Bible studies and answer students’ questions completely free from embarrassment and analyze local and world events, asking him question upon question upon question, even debating him myself, my brain was wired. And though now we are men with a number of different convictions, I believe what I believe by thinking the way he trained me to think. Because of consistent instruction, observation, and interaction, I just can’t ever go back to the way I was before I knew him.

I think trying to pass on what I have received is part of me spending myself faithfully. My goal in whatever I write is to demonstrate clear, Scripturally rooted, logically consistent, courageous thinking. If someone were to regularly read these posts, I’d want them to recognize that and to be encouraged in the same. If young men and women were to read these posts, I’d want to help, in a small way, wire their thinking like Raymond wired mine.

The good life will be had by nobodies who live not to “be somebody”, but to be faithful to Jesus. It will be had by those who trust him alone to save them from their just deserts. It will be had by those who make it their aim to do that which he has commanded.

May the Lord God Almighty make my writing something more than mere finger-tapping flatulence. May he make it useful to his people, that they would believe and think in a way that honors him.

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