“The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge, but fools despise wisdom and instruction.” Proverbs 1:7 NIV
“Mom, does God exist?” Konnor gravely inquires over the phone. “I have Professor Pittious’s class next, and he’s a jerk. ‘You’re an absolute fool,’ he jeers, ‘to believe in a Bible.’”
“Meditate on the Word son, and suit up God’s armor.” Feeling confident, I cradle back into my chair, “then when you’re challenged by the world, you’ll demolish arguments.”
Since college, Konnor’s faith is like my merry-less wind chimes mummified in snow outside my window. While his Christian identity suffers castration by his elder, the university just cowers and cheers.
“You just smell like a rotting corpse that’s all.” I console.
“Corpse!? Did you make that up?”
In the Message translation of 2Cor 2:16, personalized by mom, it states, “Konnor gives off a sweet scent of Christ and Konnor is recognized by those being saved. But to those who are perishing Konnor is a stench like a rotten corpse.”
“A wise soldier in God’s regiment equips himself.” Indignation rises up in me. That same scripture in the Amplified version says, “Konnor is God’s trophy and Christ always causes Konnor to triumph!”
“I feel more like Barney Fife.” Konnor twits.
“Ha! Don’t surrender to feelings, they’re fickle, my sour pickle.”
The Message also states, “Konnor is moving from place to place in a perpetual victory parade, and through Konnor the knowledge of Christ is known.”
A shrill class bell resonates in my ear.
“Quickly, how do I get through this junk?” Konner implores.
Your praying mother. “Stand! Take up your sword! Atheism! You Antichrist spirit!” thrusting my finger in the air, “you embody the word heist; to seize Konnor’s mind! I resist you, in Jesus name!”
“Ok….don’t get weird with all that devil voodoo,” he sports, “the corpse was enough.”
“The battle begins with vain imaginations, son.” I scorned kindly. “By Pittious tripping you and desecrating his office, righteousness shall decapitate his exalted position.”
A force to be reckoned with, the Apologetic are regurgitating intellectual skepticism spoon fed to our college youth, reversing the genocidal effects in our children’s hearts. The passion kindling their conviction could be expressed through the Apostle Paul:
“What is more, I consider everything a loss because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whose sake I have lost all things. I consider them garbage that I may gain Christ.” Philippians 3:8 NIV
Within its ink black foundational walls of GRAVITY is a compassionate rendition of our Creator’s intelligence. Through its blood red script, skillful petitions, recent discoveries, and website forums, this resurrection of absolutes exhumes the fragrance and knowledge of Christ of Alpha and Omega proportion.
Frank Turek of crossexamine.org offers quantum hope and brilliant insight into the faithless youth condition renegade in this nation. With courtroom style rebuttals Turek scrutinizes heresy on campus platforms declaring:
“Even without this Bible, there is proof God exists!”
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I have left three comments on this article, and none have showed up??? I hope this one gets on.
This was a deeply profound and moving story with multi-layered messages throughout. It was clever, well written, and thought provoking, as well as touching.
It held notes of levity, along with a realistic dialogue, and the conclusion was prolific in a powerful way.
Excellent job Mary, your writing and your entries have been sorely missed in this forum! Welcome home!
God bless you,