There is one of those typical 1950s shopping centers not far from where we live....this one probably only about three or four tenths of a mile long....that once had two major department stores in it....but is today nothing but an eyesore....without a single storefront occupied. In the early 1980s it was a nice place to spend an evening shopping. It was on just such an evening that while my wife was in J. C. Penney's I decided to walk the shopping center looking in windows.
I've done this that I'll describe here three or four times in the last few years alone....and most recently less than a month ago. I turned off the main highway into the now empty shopping center parking lot....drove up the middle until I came to the outside concourse....turned left and continued to the last empty store front....put my truck in park and turned on the flashers.
I stayed there for only about a minute or so and just looked at the door handles....and prayed. Thirty-seven years ago....that evening when my wife was at J. C. Penney's....I put my hand on those same door handles and walked in....a Christian bookstore....I had never been in one before.
Months before....maybe even a year....I had seen Chariots Of Fire at the theater. I went because I was running at the time. (I ran one marathon....in a major city....with thousands of participants....and came in second....to the last. I was sick the night before....could not take water....and was probably a little delirious during the run as an EMT ran out to me to see if I was OK.) I left that theater not thinking at all about the running that I loved....but of that historical character in the film....Eric Liddell....who had this extraordinary reverence for God and His Word that both mystified and even enthralled me though I had no idea the magnitude of what was at stake.
That film remained with me. There were a number of men at my workplace who were 'born again Christians....whatever that might be. I would out of curiosity tune into The 700 Club from time to time. I had just read two books.....the 1974 Pulitzer Prize winning The Denial Of Death by Ernest Becker and the classic 1951 The True Believer by Eric Hoffer....books that would....if not challenged....lead me anywhere but to the gospel of Jesus Christ....but that night at the Christian bookstore I browsed around and....through God's grace.....walked out with the classic Christian apologetic work....Evidence That Demands A Verdict by Josh McDowell. Whereas I had torn Becker's book in half to be able to carry it with me....and highlighted it throughout....I now carried McDowell's book.....highlighting and underlining.
So I looked at those door handles and thanked God that he directed me that night.....and I prayed as I always do for the couple that owned that bookstore....wherever they might be....thankful for their faithful efforts. It's a new running and a different kind of marathon that I'm in today. I'll probably come in last in this one....but I know that Christ will have me finish it....just like the first one.
If you are in college....and you do not have a minute to spare between trying to get good grades in those courses....and having a little wild oats fun in the process....there will sooner or later be a door handle that you need to open. I don't know what it will look like. It may be a person or a book....maybe during a difficult time in your life....or maybe not....or a Billy Graham crusade rerun or an invitation to church....or a Gideon Bible in a hotel room....but it will lead to a gospel of salvation by grace....through faith....and not by works....and if you grab onto that handle....you will come back to it later....with the same praise and thanksgiving that I have....even ever-increasingly so....thirty-seven years later.
I've done this that I'll describe here three or four times in the last few years alone....and most recently less than a month ago. I turned off the main highway into the now empty shopping center parking lot....drove up the middle until I came to the outside concourse....turned left and continued to the last empty store front....put my truck in park and turned on the flashers.
I stayed there for only about a minute or so and just looked at the door handles....and prayed. Thirty-seven years ago....that evening when my wife was at J. C. Penney's....I put my hand on those same door handles and walked in....a Christian bookstore....I had never been in one before.
Months before....maybe even a year....I had seen Chariots Of Fire at the theater. I went because I was running at the time. (I ran one marathon....in a major city....with thousands of participants....and came in second....to the last. I was sick the night before....could not take water....and was probably a little delirious during the run as an EMT ran out to me to see if I was OK.) I left that theater not thinking at all about the running that I loved....but of that historical character in the film....Eric Liddell....who had this extraordinary reverence for God and His Word that both mystified and even enthralled me though I had no idea the magnitude of what was at stake.
That film remained with me. There were a number of men at my workplace who were 'born again Christians....whatever that might be. I would out of curiosity tune into The 700 Club from time to time. I had just read two books.....the 1974 Pulitzer Prize winning The Denial Of Death by Ernest Becker and the classic 1951 The True Believer by Eric Hoffer....books that would....if not challenged....lead me anywhere but to the gospel of Jesus Christ....but that night at the Christian bookstore I browsed around and....through God's grace.....walked out with the classic Christian apologetic work....Evidence That Demands A Verdict by Josh McDowell. Whereas I had torn Becker's book in half to be able to carry it with me....and highlighted it throughout....I now carried McDowell's book.....highlighting and underlining.
So I looked at those door handles and thanked God that he directed me that night.....and I prayed as I always do for the couple that owned that bookstore....wherever they might be....thankful for their faithful efforts. It's a new running and a different kind of marathon that I'm in today. I'll probably come in last in this one....but I know that Christ will have me finish it....just like the first one.
If you are in college....and you do not have a minute to spare between trying to get good grades in those courses....and having a little wild oats fun in the process....there will sooner or later be a door handle that you need to open. I don't know what it will look like. It may be a person or a book....maybe during a difficult time in your life....or maybe not....or a Billy Graham crusade rerun or an invitation to church....or a Gideon Bible in a hotel room....but it will lead to a gospel of salvation by grace....through faith....and not by works....and if you grab onto that handle....you will come back to it later....with the same praise and thanksgiving that I have....even ever-increasingly so....thirty-seven years later.