We’ve been entrusted with a great Story and Mission

So we mustn’t be so self-conscious that we can’t rejoice when people respond to our telling about Him. It’s no matter that the teacher is highly praised, he or she knows in his or her heart that it isn’t about them—it’s about Him!
It’s impossible, I judge, to make someone as beautiful as He is to sound or appear ugly, someone as exciting as He is to sound or appear boring; it’s impossible to cry out about someone as graciously demanding as the LORD JESUS is who wants to transform us into sane Don Quixotes who live in a world saturated with “realistic” crudeness, cynicism, gloom and despair, a world content with this in part because they don’t know there is anything else on offer—It’s impossible to present Him as bland, as a sweet gentle lecturer on social ethics whose message is something like, “Let’s all be nice to one another,” as with a tolerant smile He made His gentle way to a permanent place in a waiting tomb like all the other wishful teachers whose words simply don’t work in the real world. A Don Quixote figure who wasn’t made for such a world as this.
But it’s Don Quixote, the one who is beaten, sneered and jeered at, mocked and known as the one who couldn’t see the world “as it is”—it was that one we admire, that one we want to be like; it’s that one whose vision is glorious that we smile at and it is the self-serving, crude, ‘realistic’ and brutish kind ; it’s the bored, cynical and utterly pessimistic who see “the world as it is” that we look at and see the shabbiness of their sane way of life. Men and women who can’t see how a world could be, should be and one day by the gracious righteousness and sovereignty of the Lord Jesus will be.
All over the place we see faces of people stunned with glimpses, just glimpses, glimpses of Him as He walks past their eyes as if they’ve never seen Him before, though they’ve committed to Him years earlier. “This is who I…?” Sometimes, only now and then don’t you know, the wonder of Him fills our senses and we see a world as it could and should be rather than what it is. The emotional response lasts only a while and then we’re back on the ground but we’re never the same. There’s no going back. Once we’ve seen it we can’t unsee it! Myers in that long long poem called Paul phrased it marvelously with words he says about Paul and then words he puts in Paul’s mouth:
Ay, though thou then shouldst strike him from his glory
  Blind and tormented, madden’d and alone,
Even on the cross would he maintain his story,
  Yes, and in hell would whisper, I HAVE KNOWN!


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About Jim McGuiggan

Jim McGuiggan was Ethel's husband for fifty-three years. They have three children and eight grandchildren. Ethel went to be with Christ on Easter Sunday, 2009 at the close of a gallant life. He has written some books including: Celebrating the Wrath of God; Heading Home with God; Life on the Ash Heap; Jesus: Hero of Thy Soul; The God of the Towel, The Scarlet Letter; and The Dragon Slayer.


  1. Martin Price

    It is a noble task we have and it it is a honour to serve God. I am thankful for the impact he has had on my life and hope I can do Him justice,as I seek to enlighten individuals in my life.
    Thank you Jim. I appreciate you very much.


    1. Jim McGuiggan Post author

      Indeed! It IS an honor Martin! He came in a world of “iron” to make it a world of “gold”. It IS an honor! God continue to bless and enrich you and yours. jim


    2. Jim McGuiggan Post author

      Martin, yes!!!! Aren’t the words “noble” and “honour” noble and honorable?! Well phrased. Sad, tragic, that the only sane Man in the world was the one jeered at on a pagan cross. Tragic that the only pure and innocent one was called a drunk and a satanic servant. Tragic that in a world the only One who could SEE, who no one else could see what He saw was thought stupidly blind to the truth. Thanks for dropping in. jim



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