“Losing Our Cutting Edge”
2 Kings 6.1-7
October 11, 1998
Dr. Ernest L. Easley
Now join me tonight in the book of 2 Kings.
And once you’re there . . . turn please to chapter 6. I
read this week about a man who couldn’t carry a tune
in a bucket, but he loved to sing even if it was off
key.
Besides that .. he was bad about “amening” the
preacher. The worship services had become
undignified because of this old man.
Well .. three of the more well-to-do members
decided that this old fellow was just too crude for the
congregation. So .. they appointed themselves to go
talk to the old man.
When they arrived at his house, he was in the
field plowing with his old mule. Though it was
beneath their dignity .. they finally walked out
through the dusty ground to talk to the old timer.
“Brother Jones,” they called out, “we want to
talk to you about your singing. Not meaning any
offense, but you just can’t sin. We wish you would
try not to sing so loudly because your singing is
ruining our worship services.”
The old farmer said, “I’m sorry, but it’s just
that when I look at these old clothes that I wear and
then I think of them robes that God has for me, I
just can’t help from singing.
Then when I see that old shack over yonder
that I live in and realize that it’s liable to fall-in any
time and then I think about the beautiful palace that
God has for me. I just have to sing praises to my
Lord.
You fellers see this old hat I got on? Well ..
when I see that crown in my mind that God has for
me, I just have to yell that wonderful name of Jesus
at the top of my lungs. As a matter of fact, would
one of you fellows mind holding my mule . . . I feel
like shouting and singing right now.”
Those men left that old man right there ..
singing and praising in the field. As they left him ..
they saw him in a different light. One of the men
said, “You know, his singing isn’t really all that
bad.” ...
2 Kings 6.1-7
October 11, 1998
Dr. Ernest L. Easley
Now join me tonight in the book of 2 Kings.
And once you’re there . . . turn please to chapter 6. I
read this week about a man who couldn’t carry a tune
in a bucket, but he loved to sing even if it was off
key.
Besides that .. he was bad about “amening” the
preacher. The worship services had become
undignified because of this old man.
Well .. three of the more well-to-do members
decided that this old fellow was just too crude for the
congregation. So .. they appointed themselves to go
talk to the old man.
When they arrived at his house, he was in the
field plowing with his old mule. Though it was
beneath their dignity .. they finally walked out
through the dusty ground to talk to the old timer.
“Brother Jones,” they called out, “we want to
talk to you about your singing. Not meaning any
offense, but you just can’t sin. We wish you would
try not to sing so loudly because your singing is
ruining our worship services.”
The old farmer said, “I’m sorry, but it’s just
that when I look at these old clothes that I wear and
then I think of them robes that God has for me, I
just can’t help from singing.
Then when I see that old shack over yonder
that I live in and realize that it’s liable to fall-in any
time and then I think about the beautiful palace that
God has for me. I just have to sing praises to my
Lord.
You fellers see this old hat I got on? Well ..
when I see that crown in my mind that God has for
me, I just have to yell that wonderful name of Jesus
at the top of my lungs. As a matter of fact, would
one of you fellows mind holding my mule . . . I feel
like shouting and singing right now.”
Those men left that old man right there ..
singing and praising in the field. As they left him ..
they saw him in a different light. One of the men
said, “You know, his singing isn’t really all that
bad.” ...
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