I’m sure you’ve heard the
phrase “fight or flight,” which speaks to the built-in reaction God placed
inside us to either leave a frightening situation or stay and face whatever comes
our way. I don’t know if there is truly
an absence of fear when a person stays, or if they simply know how to handle
fear in such a way that they use the adrenaline produced to their
advantage. Risk-takers do not know what
the final outcome of their bravery may bring, yet some individuals are
compelled to remain rather than run.
Fear can produce two
results—fight or flight.
I was raised in churches where
sermons about “the wages of sin is death” got pretty heated from the
pulpit. Hell was presented as the
consequence non-Christians would endure for eternity—a scary message for young
ears to hear. Listening intently, the
words were certainly compelling for young minds and adults alike to grasp. I could almost feel the flames singeing the
blond hairs on my skinny little arms as I scooted closer to my dad for
protection.
Sitting quietly in the pew, I
was ready to take flight and vacate the place—or call the local fire station to
come save me—but there were no cell phones back then.
With all kidding aside, the
message of the gospel is serious regarding salvation. It is still presented in the church I attend
today as an adult, and the message remains the same—Jesus Christ and Him
crucified for the sins of humanity.
The sermons I heard years ago
from inspired and anointed preachers often scared people into repentance,
whereas today the Good News about Jesus is frequently preached with love and
tenderness. Both styles of preaching
produced results, but I wonder how many people chose the “flight” reaction and
left rather than the “fight” response of staying to see what would happen. I also wonder how many pastors still preach
hellfire and brimstone, with a touch of damnation thrown in for good measure.
I’m certainly not belittling,
condemning, or mocking men of God—shepherds of their flocks. That’s simply how sermons were delivered in
the churches my family attended years ago.
Powerful and vivid messages, for sure, captured the attention of the
parishioners. I know this because it got
my dad’s attention the night he gave his heart to the Lord.
But we have to remember, it
has always been—and still is—the working of the Holy Spirit that quickens and
draws sinners to God, usually without the fear factor.
As it says in Scripture, “No
one comes to the Father unless the Spirit who sent Me draws him.”
The message of salvation has
not changed. It is still Jesus Christ
and Him crucified for the sins of humanity.
I believe, for the most part—though I’m not completely certain—that the
manner in which salvation messages are presented has changed.
Talk about fear—before I
became a Christian, I remember walking in fear constantly. I knew that if I were to die without a
reservation in heaven, what the preachers warned about would happen. “No Jesus; no life.” Even when I went to bed at night, that worry
lingered in my mind. It must have been
those hellfire sermons from my childhood embedded deep within the gray matter
of my brain.
Whatever the reason, and
whatever it took to get my attention that I was lost and needed a Savior, I’m
glad it happened.
I am now a child of God.
Because of Jesus, my reservation has been made in heaven—no more fear.
Written by,
Papa Boyd
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