Around the World in 88 Years -E Book - Arthur Burt
Around the World in 88 Years -E Book - Arthur Burt Around the World in 88 Years -E Book - Arthur Burt
And that’s why I was mentioning the possibility of writing a book,How to be Ordinary. Not extraordinary. I don’t know that I’m fitto write a book on how to be ordinary because I don’t want tobe ordinary. God’s dealing with me, but I’m still putting the goodsin the shop window.Get rid of the spider.Once in Kennedy Airport with several hours to wait, I browsedthrough a shop, picking up a girlie magazine. I had looked thisway and that way to make sure no one was around who knewme, because after all, preachers should not do anything but readtheir Bibles. What I saw interested me. I liked it.After a while, I had occasion to go to the rest room. I tucked themagazine under my arm and was making my way up the concoursewhen a Hare Krishna girl came up to me. She pinned acarnation on my buttonhole and tried to sell me a book.“Look,” I said in a very superior, spiritual tone, “I am not seeking.I have found.”As quick as a flash of lightening, she whipped the magazine outfrom under my arm, opened it, spread it out in front of me, andasked, “Is this what you’ve found?”I felt as if I was looking into the eyes of God. Ashamed andconfused, I moved away from her, mumbling something like, “Iam only answerable to God.”I was, and still am, disgusted with what I had done. If I couldhave bent down and kicked myself around the airport, I wouldhave done it — not so much because of the issue of the magazine— but for the humbug, the hypocrisy. I was so superior beforethis girl, like a spiritual Pharisee.We pay heavily for being out of the will of God in our attitudes.We always do. Thank God, in His mercy and grace, He takeshold of our folly and turns even our stupid actions into somethingfor His glory. Occurrences like that demonstrate the differencebetween cause and effect, between what we term “pride”and “sin”, like the difference between the spider and the cobweb.Get rid of the spider, and that will put an end to the webs.200
This reminds me of the old story of the monks who were conductingan all-night holy vigil:In the morning, as the old abbot walked down the aisle,one young monk came up to him and said, “Father, Ialone have kept the holy vigil, while these, my brethren,have been engaged in irreligious slumber.”The old man looked at him and said, “Son, it wouldhave been better for thee to be engaged in irreligiousslumber than to remain awake to criticize thy brethren.”I believe God is dealing with us these days, making a sharp divisionbetween pride and sin, between cause and effect. For thefailure and the sin, the Blood of Jesus cleanses. But for the pride,which produces the sin, God resists. The only answer is that Imust humble myself under the mighty hand of God. Get rid ofthe spider and that will get rid of the web.“OK…” “Hallelujah…” and “Coke!”While in Ti Chung, I visited missionaries who were quite poor.We had only bread and jam to eat, and then jam and bread, andthen bread and jam again, and maybe a little rice, and jam andbread.“Don’t worry,” I told them. “I don’t drink tea. A glass of waterwill do.”“Oh, you can’t drink the water!” they exclaimed. “The water ispolluted so we must boil it before we can drink it.”This was a problem because, without refrigeration, the boiledwater stayed warm and tasted sickly in that heat. I didn’t want toupset them, but I didn’t know what to do. I walked up the laneinto the village where I saw the magic word: “Coke.”Entering a shop, I offered the clerk money, telling him, “Coke,”and for the remainder of the week, I lived off Coke. In my travelsaround the world, I learned there are three universally understoodwords: “OK”, “Hallelujah” and,… “Coke”!201
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This rem<strong>in</strong>ds me of <strong>the</strong> old story of <strong>the</strong> monks who were conduct<strong>in</strong>gan all-night holy vigil:In <strong>the</strong> morn<strong>in</strong>g, as <strong>the</strong> old abbot walked down <strong>the</strong> aisle,one young monk came up to him and said, “Fa<strong>the</strong>r, Ialone have kept <strong>the</strong> holy vigil, while <strong>the</strong>se, my brethren,have been engaged <strong>in</strong> irreligious slumber.”The old man looked at him and said, “Son, it wouldhave been better for <strong>the</strong>e to be engaged <strong>in</strong> irreligiousslumber than to rema<strong>in</strong> awake to criticize thy brethren.”I believe God is deal<strong>in</strong>g with us <strong>the</strong>se days, mak<strong>in</strong>g a sharp divisionbetween pride and s<strong>in</strong>, between cause and effect. For <strong>the</strong>failure and <strong>the</strong> s<strong>in</strong>, <strong>the</strong> Blood of Jesus cleanses. But for <strong>the</strong> pride,which produces <strong>the</strong> s<strong>in</strong>, God resists. The only answer is that Imust humble myself under <strong>the</strong> mighty hand of God. Get rid of<strong>the</strong> spider and that will get rid of <strong>the</strong> web.“OK…” “Hallelujah…” and “Coke!”While <strong>in</strong> Ti Chung, I visited missionaries who were quite poor.We had only bread and jam to eat, and <strong>the</strong>n jam and bread, and<strong>the</strong>n bread and jam aga<strong>in</strong>, and maybe a little rice, and jam andbread.“Don’t worry,” I told <strong>the</strong>m. “I don’t dr<strong>in</strong>k tea. A glass of waterwill do.”“Oh, you can’t dr<strong>in</strong>k <strong>the</strong> water!” <strong>the</strong>y exclaimed. “The water ispolluted so we must boil it before we can dr<strong>in</strong>k it.”This was a problem because, without refrigeration, <strong>the</strong> boiledwater stayed warm and tasted sickly <strong>in</strong> that heat. I didn’t want toupset <strong>the</strong>m, but I didn’t know what to do. I walked up <strong>the</strong> lane<strong>in</strong>to <strong>the</strong> village where I saw <strong>the</strong> magic word: “Coke.”Enter<strong>in</strong>g a shop, I offered <strong>the</strong> clerk money, tell<strong>in</strong>g him, “Coke,”and for <strong>the</strong> rema<strong>in</strong>der of <strong>the</strong> week, I lived off Coke. In my travelsaround <strong>the</strong> world, I learned <strong>the</strong>re are three universally understoodwords: “OK”, “Hallelujah” and,… “Coke”!201