I started out so sure of the Christ path I would take.
But then it looked too difficult. My strength I had to fake.
The people strange, the rules unclear, I stumbled on some more.
I couldn’t seem to fit in so, why the open door?
The language was all funny, the words so hard to say.
I couldn’t get my tongue around the topic of the day.
The Greek was all a blur of words, the Hebrew, just as bad.
I tried another version and it was just as sad.
I struggled on, until I saw I’d found the perfect place.
I was on the common pathway. I’d joined the Christian Race.
So even though I hadn’t yet learned all the Christian-ese,
I determined to remember how hard it was to please
New ones follow Christ each day. They too are lost, in dazes.
I speak the language clearly now but still remember when
The phrases were all weird to me
So I help others, when I can.
As a new Christian, I was bewildered by phrases like washed in the blood. Imagine how stunned a non-Christian must be. Let’s take care to use phrases others can understand or at least explain them.
John 16:25-I have told you these things in parables (veiled language, allegories, dark sayings); the hour is now coming when I shall no longer speak to you in figures of speech, but I shall tell you about the Father in plain words and openly (without reserve) (AMP).
Prayer: Lord, help us to translate the truth of Christ’s death and resurrection for others who are new to it. In Christ’s name. Amen.