That was buried near the end of Anthony Cook’s column, “Humble Will Be Exalted,” in this newspaper back in early January.
Anthony (or A.C.) is a multi-talented fellow. He writes about the best column in America on faith, is managing editor of this newspaper, and pastor of Christian Fellowship Bible Church in Glenaddie.
The good reverend is on track about lying to God. It just ain’t a very safe thing to do.
Neither is lying to yourself and to be honest on both:
1. I don’t actually “pray” all that much, but I sure do a lot of talking with Him, like several times a day. Considering all the trouble I’ve caused Him over the years, it is not only prudent, but essential.
2. I also talk to myself a lot and you’ve gotta be a pure idiot to think you can make yourself believe your own lies.
Then this from Webster:
“Procrastinate: to put off intentionally and habitually.”
I do that a lot.
And while I have not yet sat down and made a formal list of my resolutions for this year (it’s only March), I have given such a bit of thought, being very careful to not put myself in the position of lying to God.
The way to do that is to take the easy way out. You make resolutions there’s no chance in heated rubber you’ll break.
A few examples . . . from my idling thought process on the New Year:
-- I will buy no new shoes this year. I already have two pairs, one black and one brown. You can wear only one pair at a time and, depending on the color of my pants and belt, all I need is a black pair or a brown. ‘Course there is the time I showed up at a sit-down dinner with one of each . . .
-- I will buy no Bic/Gillette razor blades this year. I have a Norelco electric in the medicine cabinet which, in addition to providing a good shave each morning, is of no use in slashing one’s wrists if one is caught lying to God.
-- In that same department of resolutions, I will buy no Bic butane lighters this year. I am 10 years out on my latest non-smoking binge and I’m confident I’ve got that whipped. I used to buy those lighters in packs of three . . . four packs at a time. Another reason I mention that is I love being an arrogant ex-smoker.
-- I will not buy a white four-door Ford Taurus this year. I have one of those. As unexciting and non-distinguishable as it is (you see one every third car or so it seems), it is very solid and very good transportation and I can find absolutely no excuse for upgrading.
-- One resolution I ALWAYS make – usually around Feb. 13 – is I will not forget Valentine’s Day. I did that once, like about 241 BC. With apologies to Barbara Mandrell for plagiarizing her lines, sleeping single in a double bed ain’t a lot of fun . . . or comfort.
Mind you, those are a just few examples of resolutions I’ve talked to myself about since Jan. 1. I use them merely as suggestions on how easy it is to stay off God’s hit list when it comes to lying to Him. At the same time, it sort of keeps one’s conscience at bay on lying to one’s self.
Take care and have a nice day.
George Smith can be reached at 239-5286 or e-mail: firstname.lastname@example.org