Going Greyhound --- 10,000 miles on the highway to Hell!
Why are such writings necessary in our American Christian culture? Because we have lost sight of the utter grandness of our calling, we can move mountains, but I see none even quiver. We have traded our first love for lesser things; we have altogether become too comfortable as Christians. Except for the few, our evangelistic fields have shrunk to the size of our living room carpets, as our neighbors die! Thank God we bare heathen kids or most of us wouldn’t evangelize anyone! If God considers the plowing of the heathen a sin, then I wonder what He considers of the furrows plowed by the American Christian, when so much soil is left untouched? If the truth is represented by our declining cultural values and spiritual integrity, then the answer is all too obvious, American Christianity is altogether useless!
Sound harsh? You bet!
But does the truth ring true in your mind?
Perhaps your view is more optimistic; after all, perhaps your church is doctrinally correct, financially sound, member supported, and 80% of the work is done by 40% of the people, instead of the standard 20%. Your church is growing in grace and prayerfully submitted to Christ, and as such it is growing in number and strength. In fact you are surrounded by strong Christians and you have even seen a soul or two saved, and that new ministry what’s his name started sure seems to be working. So you just can’t agree with my rant.
My friends, brothers and sisters, if this is your view, let me ask you a question of two. When was the last time you physically walked down a street where all the stores had bars on the windows? When was the last time you saw a prostitute, a 40oz. can of beer or a used needle on the side walk? When was the last time you spoke to a homeless man or visited a children’s shelter? And the local soup kitchen, do you know where it is? Why I bet you haven’t even seen the inside of a Greyhound bus station!
Despite what you may think this neighborhood is just a short commute from your middle class chunk of the American dream, you just don’t know about it because you have forgotten the utter grandness of your calling.
Why have you retreated from the battle? Has it been so long since your conversion that you have lost the scent of the front lines? Has your spiritual armor gotten rusty from lack of use? Why has Satan lost interest in you as a target for his fiery darts? Could it be that you are no longer a threat to his minions?
May it never be Christian!
It is time to repent, time to rejoin the battle, now. It’s time to stop hang’in with the brothers and sisters, and solely evangelizing your kids, and hit the streets you have left to Satan. It is time to reclaim the streets and proclaim the Gospel. It is time to remember that souls are dieing out there, and to see yourselves personally responsible! It is time to mourn and weep and cry and then to fight, because if we don’t who will? If we, the remnant elect do not do this, if we run to Tarshish, then Nineveh dies, and America is lost.
If you still think I am being overly pessimistic? Then please consider my credentials. I have four times completely traversed this great nation by car, twice by train, and I have just completed my second trip across America, over 10,000 miles, by Greyhound bus. In the last year alone I have stopped at bus terminals in hundreds of cities in 22 states. From Charlotte to Vegas, Cheyenne to San Antonio, I have been there. In the process I have watched as we drove past fine churches, filled with claiming Christians, in their white bread neighborhoods with their picket fences, to get to the “South Side of Town”, the “Red Light District” with its pawn shops, bars and strip joints. This is where you will find the bus terminal, filled with the sick in need of the Great Physician. The blind, lame and lepers are here! The prostitutes and tax collectors are here! But you won’t find hide nor hair of a Christian here, because this is the front line, where Satan rules, Christians fear to tread, and furrows can’t be found. The plowing of these sinners may be sin, but for the Christian to not plow this soil is sin! We have no right not to weep over the souls of these people. Yet we are not weeping.
I have spent countless hours talking to travelers who use garbage bags as luggage and drink Colt 45 for dessert. They tell me of their sexual exploits as if it is something to be admired. So I tell them of true Christianity, but they tell me of their carnal ways and say that we are no different than they 6 days a week! We have no love for them, nor do we share our light with them, so they blaspheme God because of us, the American elect.
It’s time for us to, “Repent and get back to work!” It’s time for us to step out of our church infested bible belt, dust off our armor and “go ye therefore”, past our white picket fences, to the front line and join the battle. It’s time to take up the torch of Jonah, and battle cry of John the Baptist, and start preaching the simple message of repentance again, before we become altogether unprofitable to God, and He leaves us to our own perverted idea of Christian life. Because Christian brothers and sisters this ain’t it! Raising your kids is not the extent of your grand calling!
Jesus did not come to save the righteous, He came to save sinners. Remember sinners? The long forgotten group you were assigned to seek and to save. They aren’t hard to find. They are just about a 10 minute drive from your white bread middle class home. You will find them at the bus stations, the soup kitchens and the homeless shelters that you have yet to set a foot in.
Now I know this message isn’t meant for every Christian, that there are indeed a few of you who do as they can, but when I can ride 10,000 miles, 24/7 for weeks, on such a wide path leading to destruction, and see but one lone Pentecostal Christian passing out a tract, then I feel it quite necessary to say that we, as American Christians, simply do not understand what exactly it is that we are supposed to be doing with our lives, as we ever so slowly walk down our little narrow path.
My God, does anyone live out Acts 20:19-24 anymore? Paul said:
“I served the Lord with all humility and with the tears and trials that came to me because of the plots of the Jews, and I did not at all shrink from telling you what was for your benefit, or from teaching you in public or in your homes. I earnestly bore witness for both Jews and Greeks to repentance before God and to faith in our Lord Jesus. But now, compelled by the Spirit, I am going to Jerusalem. What will happen to me there I do not know, except that in one city after another the holy Spirit has been warning me that imprisonment and hardships await me. Yet I consider life of no importance to me, if only I may finish my course and the ministry that I received from the Lord Jesus, to bear witness to the gospel of God’s grace.”
Do we not understand that once Christ saves us, our lives are no longer of any importance! Upon salvation it is our God given ministry that becomes important, the Gospel becomes our burden, and it is our duty to minister to the Jew and the Greek, regardless of their election, because God is and will be glorified regardless.
God will no doubt save His elect, not one will slip through His fingers. But if you never preach to a heathen, you won’t have any part in being used by God to move mountains. But there is good news, God searches to and fro, over the whole Earth, for hearts willing to serve Him. The question is: Are you willing to repent and get back to work?
Brother Terry Walker
Providence Baptist Church
Greer, South Carolina