WORN THIN, WORN OUT!

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In a novel, The Way of All Flesh, a young ministerial candidate has a nervous breakdown. He is on a too fast treadmill, caught between a traditionalist view and a more liberal view of looking at things.

Rushing in a crazy-quilt life, back and forth between the two he has worn himself out. Then comes on the scene a wise, old doctor prescribing a cure.

“Go to the zoo and daily study the elephants,” advises the physician. Willing to try anything the young man follows the instructions. Day after day he observes and studies the slow but steady movements of these ponderous pachyderms.

Not far away from the elephants he has also observed the tigers frantically pacing back and forth. Rushing to nowhere. Impatient, and rightly so. Nervous, and without restraint. But nevertheless, rushing to nowhere.

And bit by bit the message fights through and sinks in. He begins to understand that he must slow his pace. Find a new rhythm. Find a proper balance in his life.

We’ve all been more like the tiger and less like the elephant sometimes. And more than once folk have one foot firmly planted on a banana peel while gingerly taking a step toward our faith.

We’ve slipped and we’ve slud, as Dizzy Dean used to say, and looked up at the Christmas star, while sometimes having trouble keeping it in focus - because it’s impossible to always be shouting hallelujahs - because we’re all entitled to some Uh Ohs because we’re human.

Oh, so human, and so in need.

You know, when I was about 11 years old I finally got my first electric train. It had taken four years of Mom and Dad saving for it because it was depression time and little boys didn’t always get what they wanted when they wanted it. Oh, it was a great little train. It ran around in circles going toot-toot-toot like little trains are supposed to do. And then another Christmas I got a football suit. And then very early on… I got a Christ. I have no idea where my train set is or my football suit, but I know where my Christ is.

And Christ gently, quietly, lovingly stands by our Christmas tree and says, “Come, take my gift again…and again…and again, for I offer you My love not only on Christmas Day. I offer it your whole life long.”

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