Howdy Folks, Circuit Preacher here again with my trusty mule as we are takin’ a rest after a very eventful week. Now I don’t know why Millard, my mule, would be tired as he spent the last few days in the livery stable being hand fed grain from a young girl who just thought the world of him. He was livin’ it up as she brushed him every day and made sure he had every want and need taken care of. Millard felt that he was just this side of heaven bein’ treated with such lovin’ care. I’m sure that when I told him it was time to move on, he spent a second or two deciding whether or not to join me. But here we are, on the trail again makin’ our way to the next town for Sunday preachin’.
Now me, on the other hand, I spent the last few days sittin’ in a jury box. Yep, that surprised me too! There we was, mindin’ our own business, Millard an’ me, as we were just passin’ through, when the sheriff asked me to sit on this jury, figurin’ I would be an impartial juror. I consented, hopin’ that it would just be for an hour or two, but then the trial took several days and now I’m probably going to be late getting’ to my next appointment. But it sure turned out to be a facsinatin’ trial especially as I sat there listenin’ to the entire story—I soon realized that this guy on trial had broken every single one of the Ten Commandments in one day!
It had all started a few weeks earlier. This young man, still livin’ with his folks, started to admire the things he saw in his neighbor’s house. Now, this neighbor was the banker so he had nice things to admire. Well, this young man started finding reasons to go visit and he started to covet his neighbor’s things and, as it turned out, the banker’s wife was something to be admired too, and he started to covet her as well. Next, we found out that the wife was into some sort of weird religion where she worshipped this image that some figured went back to the ancient idol of baal. Well, low and behold, one Sabbath morn’, as the banker was at church doin’ religion the right way, everything came to a terrible conclusion. The young man went to “visit” the wife and afterwards decided to steal her idol. As he was returning home, his father saw him sneakin’ back and confronted him right there in the street. The young man refused to listen to his father and in fact started shoutin’ obscenities, includin’ takin’ the Lord’s name in vain, for all to hear. The arguin’ continued until the young man pulled his six-shooter and shot his father dead, just like that. Right at that moment, the sheriff came runnin’ up and that young man started tellin’ lies about the entire event, tryin’ to put all the blame on his parents and neighbors.
Well, as you can imagine, we found him guilty. There was a list of charges against this poor soul but in the end it really only mattered that he had killed his father. That alone was reason enough to hang even though he was guilty of much more. That reminded me of the verse in James 2:10 where it says that if you break just one law, you are guilty of all. There were folks around back then who thought they were special because they kept all the laws of God perfectly. . .well, except for their pride, I suppose. But anyway, God tells us that none is righteous and we are all sinners and in need of a Savior. I hope this young man repents of his ways before the hangman sends him to his Maker. God will forgive you no matter what you have done, even right up to the very end.
Now I’d better go fetch Millard as he has been inchin’ his way back towards town and that livery stable. In the meantime, read your Bible and know the ways of God!
1 John 5:3