A well-known evangelist narrated the following incident.
“While he was a young boy, there lived a man adjacent to his house who had retired from the army having held the rank of a colonel. This man’s body system would get booted only if a bottle of toddy is poured as fuel. In other words, toddy kept him steady. After consuming the magic portion, he would not talk to anyone. The narrator used to give a storybook and collect the one he had given earlier. No matter how big the book might be, he would somehow finish reading and wait eagerly for the new book.
His wife always had a cheerful countenance. The secret of her being glad always was that she was deaf. Therefore, she would always keep smiling even when serious or matters of concern were told to her. Most of them never knew the truth and many called her a gracious woman.
Days passed by and one fine morning the colonel passed away and behold the epitaph on his grave read as follows:
“I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith (II Timothy 4:7)”
The young boy grew up to be a servant of God. He always wonders whether this particular colonel had truly fought a good fight in the Christian perspective or has been battling with a bottle of toddy and his wife who was deaf.
If a survey were conducted to find out how many graves bear such an epitaph and compare the lives of such people with the spiritual standards, only a handful would have faithfully completed their race fighting for values expected in the life of a true follower of Christ. Beware! How is our fight?
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