Shamefully Ashamed

“For I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ: for it is the power of God unto salvation to every one that believeth; to the Jew first, and also to the Greek. For therein is the righteousness of God revealed from faith to faith: as it is written, The just shall live by faith.”

Romans 1:16-17

I was forced to attend a new school midway through my senior year in high school because I was expelled from the Christian school I was attending. My mom took me to the admissions office of the public school, and I was nervous and excited all at the same time. I saw an old friend in the admissions office, and he offered to show me the ropes when I came back for my first day. I had never attended a public school in my life, and I was in for quite a surprise.

I showed up to my first day of public school in khakis and a sweater, and my old friend laughed me to scorn. He advised me that I should probably ditch the sweater and wear something more hip. I was quickly learning that things were quite different than what I knew, and I felt so out of place. I was in the awkward teenage years of my life, and I was trying to make all attempts to fit in. I have always been an outgoing person but I suddenly because shy and self-aware in this new environment.

At that time, I drove a red 1978 Ford F-150 which I thought was a cool truck. My parents had placed stickers on the back of the truck, one of which was an AWANA sticker that read, “Christ for boys and girls.” I am ashamed to say this, but I was terrified to drive the truck to school and it be discovered that I believed in Christ. I often parked the truck and snuck away from it as soon as I parked it. I tried to keep a low profile, and I was terrified that somebody would find out that I drove that truck.

I tried to take the stickers off the bumper of the truck, but they seemed to be superglued on. I thought hard about how to remove the stickers, and I finally decided to cover them with grey duct tape. I covered the stickers so people would not be wise to what the stickers said. There are not many things in life that I regret more than covering those stickers and being ashamed of my God. My heart sinks when I think of that time in my life, and my eyes fill up with tears for the wickedness that was in my heart. I was ashamed of the One who loved me and gave Himself for me.

Friends, I failed my God in being ashamed of the gospel of Christ. I sold out to the opinions of others for whom my God died for. I was sent to be a light to a dark world, but yet I was using duct tape to cover my light. Do you live your life ashamed of the gospel of Christ or do you allow His light to shine through you? I hang my head in shame as I recall this story, but it is a reminder that it is God should be ashamed of me and not the other way around. Will you proclaim the light of Christ or will you try to duct tape the power of God that brings salvation? May we be faithful to tell others of our God and may they see His power in our lives.

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