Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Bungee Cord 2-20-12


Hello,
     How many employees of a hardware store does it take to free a log splitter from it’s chains?
     Five.
     If you read the Bungee Cord last week you may remember that I told you about an emergency generator that we purchased.  Well, on the day that we purchased the generator, we also purchased a log splitter.  Sitting amid a large stand of trees, some of which fall down every year, and having a fireplace to cut the chill we burn quite a bit of wood.  Cutting up the trees and hauling the logs around is a good workout, leaving a much too sedentary 50+ year old like me with sore muscles for the next day or so.  I have tried splitting the logs by hand only to find out that it far exceeds the level of work that I aspire to.  So, driven by a combination of waning strength and aging laziness, we decided that we should invest in a log splitter.
     If you have never seen one of these devices, what they amount to is a large wedge that is hydraulically driven into the log so that the log splits apart as it pushes its way through.  Sometimes the force of the wedge snaps the log apart, and other times it sort of creeks the log apart like a slowly opening door.  But  either way, it does so with wondrously little human effort.  All a person needs to do is place the log on the splitter and pull the lever. 
     Anyway, after we brought both the generator and the log splitter home, we discovered that we could not get the log splitter started.  We pulled and pulled and the engine just would not start, rendering us weary from pulling and the log splitter of no use.  So, we called the hardware store from which we had purchased it, and they said, “Ok.  We have another one here.  Just bring it back and we will give you the other one.”  
     On Saturday, we hitched the log splitter to the back of my pick up and wheeled in into the store to get our replacement.  True to their word, they did the paperwork and said, “Just wait here, I’ll  get someone to get you the log splitter.”  Soon a middle aged man and a hefty young man appeared….but no log splitter.  When they saw the curious look on our faces, they said, “Follow us.  It’s outside.”  And sure enough it was; secured to a brick wall by a chain, and locked onto that chain with a lock the size of a softball.  As we were examining the log splitter and making sure it would start, a young woman in her hardware uniform came out with a ring of keys saying, “I know that it is one of these.”  The older gentleman took the key ring from her and started placing one key after another in the lock, with no response from the lock.  After making several revolutions around the key ring, he handed it  over to the younger guy saying, “Here, you give it a try.”  No luck.  Someone must have called in for reinforcements, because just then two brawny guys in their hardware store uniforms walked out the door to free the log splitter from its chains.  One of the guys had biceps larger than my legs and walked with his arms angled at his elbows.  The other guy was not as muscularly massive, but he certainly had spent plenty of time in a weight room, too.  But even they could not produce freedom for our log splitter. 
     So there we were standing around that chained log splitter with five hardware store employees unable to unbind the machine.  I don’t know how much time elapsed, but I don’t think that a half our would be an exaggeration.  Having had enough of the cold, we told the employees that we had other errands to run, and we’d be back in a while to see if they had made any progress.  Thankfully, when we returned, the mission was accomplished.  We didn’t ask how they did it, or how many more people it took to open that lock.  But this we do know.  It took at least 5 hardware store employees to free that log splitter from its chains.
     By the way.  How many people does it take to free you from the chains of your sins, from the shackles of sadness, from the lock of despair?
     Only one….only one if that one is the Son of God.  And that one has done what no five people…or even an army of people could do.  When he hung on the cross he locked himself in a battle to the death with everything that would chain us down, and when he walked out of that Easter tomb he broke open every lock, even the lock of death, so that we would never be locked down again.
    It only takes one person, if that person is Jesus, to free us from our chains.  And because Jesus has done just that, we close everyone one of our worship services with a declaration of our freedom, “Go in peace.  Serve the Lord.”
     To which we all respond, “Thanks be to God!”
Have a great week.
Pastor Jerry Nuernberger

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