Jesus may have participated in small talk ("Wow, it's way hot!) but given the nature of his mission and his short stay, he seems to have made every minute count for eternity. Every encounter seems to be in dead earnest. So what is our take away?
Redeeming Time
November 12, 2008
Matthew Henry (1662-1714) is best known for his Exposition of the Old and New Testaments. His biographer tells of how he guarded his time, and the older he got, the more careful he was to redeem Time. And when he wasted time, he complained about it.
Though he appreciated his friends, still often he emerged from an evening of entertainment regretting the time, with the moan of David on his lips, "O that I had wings like a dove, for then I would fly away and be at rest."
Once when with company he had frittered away a whole day to little obvious advantage, he wrote about it that night with much concern...
"I look upon this as a lost Day. Lord, forgive my trifling. I would rather preach Twice every day in the Week, than spend another Day so unprofitably."
William Wilberforce complained about "the temptations of the table," and bemoaned the endless stream of dinner parties, filled with vain and useless conversation.
"They disqualify me for every useful purpose in life, waste my time, impair my health, and fill my mind with thoughts of resistance before and self-condemnation afterward."
Thomas A'Kempis stated "as oft as I have been among men, I returned home less a man than I was before."
Henry Martyn, the brilliant missionary to India in the 1800's, identified the source of his spritual lethargy. "I no longer hesitate to ascribe my stupor and formality to its right cause - unwatchfulness in worldly company."
"I thought that any temptation arising from the society of the people of the world, at least of such as we have had, was not worthy of notice; but I find myself mistaken."
"The frequent occasions of being among them of late, have proved a snare to my corrupt heart. Instead of returning with a more elastic spring to severe duties, as I expected, my heart wants more idleness, more dissipation."
"David Brainerd in the wilderness - what a contrast to Henry Martyn! But, God be thanked, that a start now and then interrupts the slumber. I hope to be up and about my Master's business, to cast off the works of darkness and to be spiritually-minded, which alone is life and peace."
"But what a dangerous country it is that we are in; hot weather or cold, all is softness and luxury; all a conspiracy to lull us to sleep in the lap of pleasure."
"While we pass over this enchanted ground, call, brother (Rev. D. Corrie) whenever you can and ask, "Is all well?" We are as shepherds keeping watch over our flocks by night; if we fall asleed, what is to become of them!"