Old Adam... I mean Wayne

  Thanksgiving was so good this year. It felt like everyone in my family was on an upswing. Gathered together at my sisters house, the food and fellowship was wonderful. It was there that I was introduced to Wayne. 

"Hey Robby, I'd like you to meet Wayne. He's got a testimony like yours!"(Which normally equates with...he's a stubborn old fool just like you were!...lol)

So most of thanksgiving I talked with Wayne. An older gentleman. Nice guy. We talked a lot about the car business, since we had that in common, and also about a jail ministry he was a part of. At the end of our gathering he and his wife ended up leaving a little earlier so we said goodbye and he was on his way. 

After he left someone said something that struck me... Just small talk of course, but they said old Wayne under that nice shirt was all tattooed up. Like somehow I didn't see the full version. His nice button down shirt had hidden all that. And it wasn't "mean" gossip, it was more along the lines of showing how much of a transformation had happened in his life. 

The spirit nudged me...but on the inside, aren't we all... Tattooed up? Isn't that what original sin is all about? Underneath all these nice new clothes aren't we all like Wayne? 

But let's go one step further and take it all the back to Adam and his original sin. As a matter of fact deep down inside we are all actually Adam. The first man. We are born with his curse. A fallen nature even the sweetest little old lady can't escape from without the help of Jesus! 

When Adam sinned he broke our relationship with God. To repair that we must put our faith and trust in Jesus Christ. He is the only one who can fix that which was lost. He is the only one who can make that relationship whole again. That's why we spend our whole lives "looking" for something. We know deep down inside that we are not complete. We are all born broken. 

But by putting our faith and trust in Jesus Christ, and by reading the Bible, we put Jesus on. Like Wayne's button down shirt HE covers our scars. And then the world only sees our light. 

It's funny I been thinking about old Wayne all week... In my mind I still can't remember seeing any tattoos, about the only thing I can recall is that big smile he had on his face...