Have You Made it to the Wall?

In our bedroom, and in fact for many years now and in many bedrooms, I have always had a small part of the wall dedicated to what I refer to as my “Cloud of Witnesses”. Most of you will the recognize words from Hebrews 12:1, “Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight and the sin that clings so closely, and let us run with perseverance the race that is set before us …”

Today, my “Wall of Witnesses” is located across the room at the foot of the bed, and I like the fact that I can wake up and see these people looking down with loving admonishment every morning. It sort of makes me stop and think, “What would they like me to do today?” (OK I realize that this is out on a limb theologically, but you get the idea).

There on the wall are 15 people who over the years have helped make me who I am.  Of course there are many others, including some who are reading this blog. But what you see here is more of a “cross section” of the many whose Godly influence has had such an impact on us.

Of course represented on the wall are our parents, and a grandmother as well.  Add to that people from every “chapter” of our lives.  All of them (I’ve always felt) had our backs, kindly watching over us and teaching us, occasionally chiding or exhorting us along the right way.

At present, 10 of the 15 have gone on to heaven and 5 are still alive.  Maybe you know who those people are.  Whether they remain here or are over there, either way, they continue to influence us.

So I’m thinking you might assume that these ‘witnesses’ are spiritual giants, legends in their own time, great people.  I mentioned Billy Graham last week and then just today, I had lunch with an 82 yr old grandmother of Chinese descent. She comes faithfully to our church every week and mentioned in passing that her entire family was brought to Christ three generations ago somewhere in Asia, thanks to a Billy Graham crusade .

But no. The people on my wall aren’t the “Billy Grahams” of this age. The fact is, I don’t know any of those giants of the faith kind of people… at least not personally. My Wall of Witnesses is filled with regular folks whose “greatness” stems from my respect for them on a personal level.

Oswald Chambers, that famous theologian from the early 1900’s, who I plan to blog about later, said this,  “We are not giants of the faith, often even opposite, but we bear witness to the next generation”.

My prayer for you today is that you are on someone’s wall. Somewhere in the world, I hope someone can point to you and say, “That person made me better than I was.” I would love to think that somewhere along the line, my/our life made a difference in someone else’s. But wait… I’m not fishing for testimonials, honest! I can be happy just knowing that maybe someone found me faithful.

In the meantime, have a good week being light and salt and hopefully an encouraging word for someone who needs you.


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