A dear friend of mine went to a meeting the other day and upon entering the meeting hall he removed his coat and hung it up. In the pocket of his coat were his car keys and the keys to the church. There were several coats hanging there that looked the same, black, hung to mid-calf, wool, long sleeves etc. You get the picture and you can probably guess what happened.
The meeting ended and people retrieved their coats as they went to leave. Some other gentleman took my friends coat, put it on and drove off. When my friend went to retrieve his coat it was not where he had put it and so he waited to see if someone might return with his coat. No one did. When everyone had claimed their coats there was one that remained that looked like his but was not. His keys were not in the pocket, it was a different manufacturer and different size. Fortunately there was a pen in one of the pockets that allowed those who remained to determine the location of the man who was wearing the wrong coat. A few phone calls later and the errant and careless gentleman was contacted and asked to return. Of course he was already an hour and a half down the road so it would take that long to return. Three hours and much frustration later my friend had his coat and was enroute home. They all look the same but they are not and putting on the wrong one is a no win situation for anyone.
The same can be said for Christian denominations, Churches, rites and even teachings. They all look the same so what difference does it really make which one I "put on". For the sake of this writing I will divide Christendom into three groups, Lutherans (confessional and liturgical), Roman Catholic, and reformed (all who are not in the first two groups). I know this is extremely general and will not suffice for the entirety of the conversation but its lack of specificity will, I think, add to the point I am trying to put across.
Let me continue with another brief story: Back in 1988, while serving in the USMC, I had taken a unit to Korea. We were training at their mountain warfare school on the ropes course. We had to cross a very wide (approx. 150 yards) and very deep (approx. 125 feet) canyon on various rope bridges.
The first bridge was a single rope bridge. Not much of a bridge but more like some thread strung across this canyon 125 feet off the ground. You had to lay on the rope with one foot tucked up behind your rear end, the other leg hanging down for a balancing post and pull yourself along on your belly with your arms. (there were many other techniques used, but no other techniques worked for the duration of the trek)Uncomfortable to say the least as the rope was not in the most pleasant of places. Precarious for certain as there was no net and no one was coming out to get you if you became fatigued, got scared or what ever (that's what I told them even though I did rescue several as did the instructors). (You did have a harness on your waist with a carribeaner that clipped to the single rope so that if you lost your grip you would not fall to your death. Many did not make it and had it not been for the small little clip that held them to the rope we would have had several funerals. (we did have to slid out and drag some of them across and that really was never racking)
The second bridge was two ropes, the first was like the former bridge and the second was like it as well only about four and one half feet higher up and parrallel. The two ropes were very loosely kept together by many small ropes tied in between them at uneven intervals. As you "walked" along with your feet on the bottom rope and holding on for dear life to the top rope, you found the bottom one swinging from side to side constantly threatening to throw you off and leave you litterally hanging there. The best technique was to walk sideways, arms extended, leaning on the top rope and shuffling your feet along the bottom one. Other techniques were used but they resulted in many falls, greater fatigue and much more fear. Again you had the harness and clip to hold you from falling all the way down. It was fatigueing and nerve wracking as well but a bit easier than the first although you had no real confidence in either rope truely supporting you. Most all made it across this one with out retrieval but it was hard and slow going.
The final bridge was a three rope bridge. One bottom rope and two top ropes. The top ropes were tied to the bottom rope so as to form a V with your feet on the bottom and one hand on each of the other ropes. It still swayed but with the two hand ropes you almost enjoyed and played with the sway as you walked fairly easiely across with little fatigue other than the distance of 150 yards going toe to toe on a sagging rope and balancing with your arms. All made this one and in pretty good shape except for those who feared heights. Of course they were a mess on each of the bridges and yes, I did compel them to cross each bridge.
So why the reminising? Well, at the risk of great criticism from any who might venture to read this, I am going to suggest that the ropes represent Biblical truths or more accurately the Means of Grace given us by God for Jesus sake for the salvation of our souls.
The single rope is the Word of God, without which there is no hope of crossing that canyon for the Word made flesh who was crucified has become the reconciliation between heaven and earth, God and man and without Him, Jesus CHrist, there is no hope, no way to enter into eternal glory.
The two ropes are again the Word of God which is foundational and the second is Holy Baptism.
The three are the two mentioned above with the third being the Holy Supper of our Lord.
Bear in mind that no analogy is perfect and most certainly this is so when trying to analogize Divine things. For in the analogy man is pulling or walking across each bridge on his own and no man enters heaven of his own effort or merit. The safety clip and harness that kept each man from certain death should he leave the bridge, no matter the reason, knows of no such "once saved always saved" parralell in Holy Scripture.
By the way, as my troops crossed the various bridges, their "friends" would jeer at any falter, laugh at any weakness, even step on and bounce the ropes on which a fellow Marine was depending to cross. It was also March in Korea which meant for us, bone chilling icy rain which caused you to shiver most of the time, made the ropes slick all of the time, all of which added to the difficulty of crossing. These conditions are not unlike those that Christians face each day of their lives as they journey through the world, not of the world, enduring and suffering the temptations and trials of the world, the devil and our own sinful nature.
All Christian denominations claim to have the Word of God and to depend on it solely for truth, understanding and clarity of God's promises yet their methods of reading and interpretation may leave them with a very tattered or even rather thread bear rope on which to support their "faith life". Most denominations have abandoned the "third rope", the Holy Supper, because it does not fit within human reason and understanding. Thus the bridge on which they traverse is more shaky than the three rope one. In these denominations they do not "lean" on that rope of Baptism for their theology has made baptism the work of man not the work of God.
They all make some sort of claim to have all three means of Grace and yet, if you reach into the pockets of their coats you will find they have the wrong keys and the coat does not fit well. They may all look the same but they are not.
Too many stories and a need to prepare for tomorrow's proclamation of the Word necessitate the trunkation of this blog. I shall return for this is a topic that must be further exercised that the truth be known that all might benefit from God's grace given us in His Word, preached, in the Water, and enfleshed in the Bread and Wine. To God alone be all glory, honor and power.