On the Form of Religion

Come and listen to a story that will make you wonder why I don’t have a full time monitor.

I was putting in the required miles on my treadmill when I got bored. That’s understandable, right? I can’t be the only one that’s ever gotten bored on a treadmill. And yet, I’m guessing most people probably don’t respond by seeing how many different directions they can walk while still keeping the pedometer turning.

My first attempt was to walk backwards. I turned around and using the handgrips for safety measures, (well, I’m not completely crazy), I tried to see if I could jog backwards the way we used to backpedal during basketball drills back in the day. It wasn’t easy, and even holding onto, it was dangerous.

Then it occurred to me to see if I could jog sideways and work the inside muscles of my legs. Whoa. Can you say dangerous times two?

That’s when I decided to straighten up and fly right. Besides, something way more serious had occurred to me and I wanted to ponder on it a minute without fearing for my life. And yes, I realize that what I’m about to say isn’t politically correct but that’s never stopped me before.

Friends, there’s only one way to heaven. His name is Jesus and we don’t go His way accidentally. We have to determine to follow Him, just as I had to decide to get on my treadmill. Not following Christ (going backwards) will lead you into an eternity separated from Him in a place called Hell, a subject that’s equally unpopular to mention. I suppose I’m batting a thousand on most politically incorrect radio segment of the day, but I hope you’re still there. I’m just now getting to the point I most wanted to make.

Just as I took my life in my hands trying to walk sideways on that silly treadmill, going neither frontwards nor backwards, we humans toy with eternity when we try to hold onto a form of religion without surrendering to Christ.

Religion can take us to hell as surely as open rebellion. Only Jesus saves.

Hugs, Shellie