By John Gipson
Most people have a more rounded education than mine. They
read the comics - something I haven't done since Dick Tracy,
Dagwood and Blondie, Smilin' Jack and Li'l Abner. I guess I
just got out of the habit.
However, a few years ago Allen Isbell sent me a comic strip
entitled Kudzu by Doug Marlette. Since that time I can
proudly say that I read one comic strip each day.
A recent offering shows the preacher, holding his Bible,
standing in front of the church house door. A rather large
and aggressive lady has him cornered, and she is giving him
what for. "What - No tanning salon?!... No juice bar!... No
food court!... No fitness center!... No jacuzzi!... No
sauna!... No skating rink!... AND YOU CALL YOURSELF A HOUSE
This brought to mind a time when Jesus went in the temple
and found those who were selling oxen and sheep and pigeons,
along with the money-changers at their business. You can
imagine the noise, odor, and general commotion. The
atmosphere must have been somewhat like a county fair, or
carnival. Was Jesus pleased? Hardly! He cleaned them out -
lock, stock and barrel.
God's intention was that the house which was called by His
name should "be called a house of prayer for all peoples"
(Isaiah 56:7). but in time the original purpose had been
largely forgotten. God's house had become a house of trade
occupied by a den of robbers.
And if we are not careful, we will repeat the same mistake
and forget what God's house (the church) is all about today.
, the weekly bulletin of the Sixth and Izard Church
of Christ, Little Rock, AR; March 6, 1997, p. 1.