The story I’m about to tell y’all is true. I couldn’t make this up if I tried! I will, however, change the names. Let me rephrase that. I will change one of the names so as not to inflate his ego. Apparently I’m not worried about deflating the other egos! 🙂 Sit back, relax, and enjoy this story!
I have a little sister named Melissa. MeLissa is four years younger than me and was the funniest kid! She was known to take things very literally. For example, dad was doing some back exercises in the living room floor one night. During said exercised the conversation of sticking one’s foot in one’s mouth was being discussed. Upon having listened intently to said conversation, Melissa pipes up and says, “Daddy, I don’t think you can do that with those tight pants on.” Needless to say, we all had a good laugh. Well, everyone except Melissa. I’m not sure if this next story is necessarily an example of taking something literally, but I’m going to roll with it anyway!
I can’t remember exactly how old we were, I’m guessing I was about 12, which would make Melissa 8. We were outside jumping on the trampoline when our neighbor Byron (name changed to prevent inflated ego) walked up. Byron was five years older than me, so that would make him around 17 at the time. This was back in the day, ’82 to be exact, when guys wore those short, silky like shorts. You know those with the stripes down the sides?
Anyway, as Byron approached the trampoline we all said our heys and what’s ups. Anything else that was said is now a blur, because we no more than said our hellos before Melissa said the words none of us will ever forget. “Byron, what are you hiding in your shorts?!“Y’all read it right. She asked him what he was hiding in his shorts! My jaw hit the trampoline! God love’r! I had no words. Byron had no words, yet when I looked at him, he had a bit of a gleam in his eyes, and he seemed to be standing a little taller. Melissa stood there grinning, and continued on with her innocent interrogation. “Byron! I know you’re hiding something in your shorts! What is it?!” I looked back at Byron, then looked at Melissa. By this time I was laughing so hard I couldn’t stand it. I begged her to stop. Byron and I both kept trying to tell her, through intense laughter, that he wasn’t hiding anything in his dang shorts! God love’r! She kept insisting that she saw something in his shorts and that we were lying, and she wanted to know what he was hiding!
In reality this conversation only lasted a few minutes, but it felt like an eternity! I finally just took Melissa inside to mom. Needless to say, mom also had a good laugh! Byron however, walked around for months, smiling from ear to ear! But, he never walked back in our yard wearing those shorts! However, I have a sneaking suspicion that he pranced (like a buck during rut season) into plenty of other yards while donning those shorts!
As funny as it may sound, shouldn’t our Christian walk be as revealing as Byron’s shorts? And I don’t mean tight and silky! What I mean is this, shouldn’t our lives be lived in a manner that’s revealing of our beliefs? Shouldn’t non-believers be asking us what we’re hiding in our hearts, that makes us seem so different?! Like, how we can possibly have a smile on our face when we’ve just experienced a loss. Or how we can smile, when we’ve just received bad news from the doctor. Shouldn’t our lives be as revealing as Byron’s shorts?! YES THEY SHOULD!!
If the world isn’t looking at us wondering what we’re hiding, we may need to change our spiritual shorts, so to speak, so that our lives are more revealing. We should be prancing around flaunting Jesus, as much as, if not more than, Byron was flaunting something in those shorts! Because let’s face it. In reality, Byron wasn’t hiding anything!
You are the light of the world—like a city on a hilltop that cannot be hidden. No one lights a lamp and then puts it under a basket. Instead, a lamp is placed on a stand, where it gives light to everyone in the house. In the same way, let your good deeds shine out for all to see, so that everyone will praise your heavenly Father. Matthew 5:13-16