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Fear of the Unknown
Everyone wants to be known. In those places of business we frequent, there is a particular pleasure when the staff or owners know us by name (accompanied by a smile, preferably)!
I have personally experienced this regularly; well, maybe not regularly. When your last name is “Grieme,” the mispronunciations are legion. The fact they remember my name, well this is a more universally appreciated emotion; the fact they can pronounce my name correctly, well, this elevates the experience to a symphony!
I believe this desire “to be known” is one of the reasons for the exponential explosion of social media. Every post, every like, every share and every platform undergirds our desires to be known!
This ecosystem of need manifests itself within an irony of action. The very ones who are seeking their value and worth through these digital environs, comport themselves in a manner which undermines their ability to receive this want in actual reality. We all observe an extremely large (and ever increasing) portion of our society which live their lives, while ambulatory, without the physical connection with another human due to their obsession with a faux, digital world.
Many a young person—and even those not-so-young—come to a devastating conclusion that they cannot maintain long-term employment while being attached to a digital IV dispensing their fix. Few employers will tolerate snippets of attention to projects they assign to said employee with such an all-consuming addiction controlling them.
Simple response: then they should stop. The problem is one of conditioning. These people have spent their whole lives addicted to their devices; they have no experience existing without such a digital presence in their lives. This is what gives them value and worth!
Back to my beginning, everyone desires to be known, and more, to have value! Yet for the believer in Jesus Christ, our value is found in the fact that we are known by God! Jesus Himself refers to us as “His sheep” who “hear His voice” (John 10:27 ESV). Yet this is important: We are not the sheep of God because we hear (a choice on our part) but we hear because we belong to God and are His sheep!
With every enunciation of the good news of the Gospel, there exists the echo of judgment. In His Sermon on the Mount, Jesus tells of how He will respond to those who claim to be His, to belong to Him, but in reality, are not His. In Matthew 7:23 after listening to the attestations of those who claim to be His, He says, “I never knew you; depart from Me.”
In these words of Jesus there exists the epitome of all human fears: to not be known. This exceeds the mere knowing of our name; this is an intimate knowledge which leaves nothing undiscovered.
Herein is our greatest fear. The fear of being unknown.
Escaping Deliverance
This is one of my most favorite verses of the song, “It’s Not Easy Being Me.”
I’m an insulin dependent diabetic.
A few months after being diagnosed in 1983, I moved to South Carolina. I drove down with all my worldly possessions in an eight foot long U-Haul trailer—it wasn’t even full! I left very early in the morning and hadn’t eaten breakfast yet. So I decided to stop in a truck stop, take my insulin shot and then eat.
Welcome to Kentucky
This was when the fun began.
Needles make me nervous, but they often make some people almost apoplectic! So I head for the restroom looking for somewhere private to take my injection of insulin. My intention was to go into a stall, take my shot, wrap my needle in toilet paper, dispose of it discreetly in a trash-can and then go get breakfast.
Oh so sorry Jimmy. Bubble just burst. Too bad. Your parade has been rained on!
In this particular establishment, some genius in all of their great wisdom decided it would be better (Safer? Cleaner? More organized?) too remove all of the doors from the stalls! There was nothing between me and the world. Nothing!
Okay, since I was really hungry and I figured I could do this without much fuss, I figured I’m a diabetic, not a druggy. So I get as comfortable as possible, I pull down my pants so I can take my shot in my thigh, swab my leg with a alcohol swab, pull the cap off the syringe with my teeth and begin to inject myself.
It was then a large, ominously breathing shadow began to block what little light was available in the bathroom stall I had chosen with such great care.
I looked up at a very large man dressed in a flannel shirt which did not quite cover his belly and he was also wearing jeans, boots, had a yellow “Cat Diesel” hat on and chewing something like Skoal or some other brand of tobacco. He was just standing there, slouched slightly at the shoulders and staring at me . . . me, with a syringe cap in my teeth and a syringe in my hand, poised to stick it in my thigh.
Now remember, I’m trying to remain calm, but here I am, in a toilet stall without a door to provide me any privacy in a truck-stop and just across the state-line in the great state of Kentucky. I saw the movie Deliverance and the image of Ned Beatty broke over like a proverbial shotgun began to form ever-so-clearly in my mind.
At that moment I could hear the theme song of the movie playing in the background (I could even imagine the bald-headed kid in the next stall with his banjo)—the way my day was going, Burt Reynolds was not going to rescue me with a compound bow!
As Elrod (or whatever his name was) stood there, I smiled nervously (with the syringe cap in my teeth) and announced to him “I’m a diabetic!”
He just turned his head, spit some chew on the floor and said, “Sure kid.” He then shuffled off, mumbling to himself and eventually left the bathroom. I quickly took my shot (I was too shaken to remember if it even hurt), got dressed and left the truck stop! I could only imagine him telling the deputies at the counter some skinny white kid was using drugs in the bathroom!
After I got off at the next exit and procured some candy bars (the aforementioned incident rattled my menu choices), I began to seriously consider the wisdom of moving to the south. No stall doors, there were coveralls, people chewed tobacco and nowhere for a skinny white kid to take his shot!
Fortunately, I did meet the woman who would become my wife two months later and the rest, as they say, is history.
She doesn’t chew either.
Or spit.
Life. Seriously? Funny! 
Get This?
Jul 25
Posted by Jim Grieme
I get it.
There are many professing Christians—or even those who market themselves under the moniker of “faith”—who possess an innate ability to repulse people. While I have met (and even know) people with this particular trait, it is inconsistent with the teachings of the Bible. If you claim to know Jesus Christ and practice Christianity, God expects us to act like his Son.
From a practical and anecdotal standpoint, Buddhism, Hinduism, Mormonism, Judaism, and Atheism do not give Christianity a bad name; Christians do. Yet the spiritual element cannot be overlooked. While those who reject the idea or concept of an unseen world may find this statement self-serving, it nonetheless remains a fact.
What is done, the actions of people, do not occur in a vacuum. When there is a crime, investigators not only seek what was done but they look for why it was done—the motive. True, some may quibble over terminology and may reply the workings of the mind cause action, I aver while the mind may give reasons for the “why,” this explanation cannot answer from where the “why” originated.
The collective “a-ha” now builds, allowing for the “nature vs. nurture” argument to be applied. Yet this is unsatisfactory. Nature and nurture only allow for the responsibility of an action or actions to be placed elsewhere. This explanation seeks to indict those in the past, not making an argument for the action at hand nor providing a prima facie reason for an action to occur.
Do we ever ask, as a people, to seek the reason something occurs and desire to identify an individual or individuals who are responsible? To claim two brothers were raised in an abusive family environment still cannot assuage the curiosity of those seeking to find both a “why” and the place from “where” such an action originated as these two brothers killed their biological parents. Even in the Bryan Kohberger murder trial, his plea of guilt avoided the death penalty yet failed to provide answers for the families of those killed.
Again, I get it. From the Theo Bros on YouTube to people who assume if you don’t vote exactly like they do you ride the proverbial roller-skate through the gates of Hell, there are many annoyingly loud voices who claim Jesus Christ. Yet they do so as they manage to “annoy the Hell out of the people” they claim are going to Hell. Allow me to point out the Bible never resorts to such imbecilic methodology.
God’s Word (the Bible) is quite clear: every single person that has lived, does live, or will live is destined to spend their life apart from God from the moment they are conceived (Take a breath! Save it for another post). No one fitting the above-mentioned criteria knows for sure who belongs to God or who does not (beyond doubt). Those who belong to God, however, must live like they belong to him. Politics, group identification, personal preferences, clothing, housing, or geography must all take a back seat to what is most important: Jesus Christ.
The Apostle Paul, a man who endured incredible suffering through loss and pain for his Lord, wrote a small church in the city of Phillipi saying, “Indeed, I count everything as loss because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord. For his sake I have suffered the loss of all things and count them as rubbish, in order that I may gain Christ.” Nothing political, economic, national, or personal is more important or worth more than knowing Jesus Christ as Lord.
That people are sinful, selfish, spiteful, and treat things not religious as their religion demonstrates imperfection firstly, not whether they are known by God as his. Yet those who claim Christ—true and genuinely so—should possess the humility to own up to their error and sin. What a Christian has in Christ is not because they are better but rather Jesus Christ is.
I get it.
In all the grace-laden humility I have received from Jesus Christ, I ask those of you festering something akin to hatred for Christianity to consider this: do not look for an accurate picture of Jesus Christ in your fellow humanity. I ask that you see people with something rarely experienced in our society and culture: recognize them as people like yourself. Weak, inconsistent, imperfect, and prone to being a royal pain in the hind parts of many.
Because you can only see God when you ask to see Jesus Christ. If you find yourself moved to think and act this way realize it’s not you on your own desiring this. It is the Father pulling you toward his Son.
My desire is you get him. Grace! Jim
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