2 Timothy 1:8 – Do not be ashamed to testify about our Lord …..
Paul, in this verse, tells believers not to be ashamed to tell people about Jesus Christ. In Mark 8:38, Christ Himself says that if we are ashamed of Him and His Words, He will be ashamed of us when He comes in His Father’s glory with the Holy angels. It’s amazing how we’ve lost our shame when it comes to adulterous sex and yet we show our shame with regards to our faith.
Bethany wrapped her arms around her stomach. She turned sideways to look at her protruding belly. Not too long now. I can hardly wait to hold you. I wonder if my friends will throw me a huge baby shower. She grinned. I love all this attention.
She slipped her legs into a pair of skinny jeans, the kind designed for pregnant women. Then she slipped a t-shirt over her head. The garment hugged her body making it seem even larger than it was. Bethany surveyed the look, sighed with satisfaction, and then proceeded to brush her teeth and add some gel to her hair.
She glanced at her watch. Gotta hurry. Glen will be mad if I’m late. Of course, I practically had to drag an invitation out of him. Bethany remembered the conversation she’d had with her live-in boyfriend just last night. “Why can’t I come with you to the club? We used to go there together all the time. Now you just want to go alone.”
Glen had looked contrite at first but then he’d gotten defensive. “What are you….my puppy dog? You gotta go wherever I go? I need my space.” He’d continued to watch TV, trying hard not to look at her, it seemed.
“A-a-w, Glenny.” She used her pet name for him. “I just wanta get out for a while, that’s all. Can’t I come…huh?”
“Oh for cryin’ out loud…if it’ll get you off my back. You’d better not be late…or else.” He continued to watch his show but Bethany had snuggled down on the sofa beside him.
She grinned, reflecting on the power she had over the man in her life. She’d rewarded him later that night…in bed. Glen can’t get enough of me, she thought, as she shoved her arm into the sleeve of her jacket. She couldn’t zip it up but the bar was only two blocks away.
Bethany practically skipped out the door, her cumbersome frame getting in the way of her exuberance. She walked as quickly as she could to her destination and marched triumphantly through the door. Letting her eyes adjust to the dim lights, she stood there for a few minutes. Several heads turned in her direction.
Bethany spotted Glen sitting with some of his buddies. She moved in his direction but he stood, walked toward a table in the darkest corner of the room. One of Bethany’s favorite songs was playing. She grinned once she reached him as she began to peel off her coat.
“Leave that on, will ya. I don’t want the guys ta see ya like that” He glanced surreptitiously toward the table where his friends sat drinking their third beer.
Bethany’s eyes filled with tears. “You’re ashamed of me. You don’t want those guys to know you’re gonna be a daddy soon.”
“You strut around like it’s an accomplishment or something. We’re not married. That’s not any way to bring a baby into the world.” His voice remained hushed as Bethany thumped her body wearily into the nearest chair.
The joy had left her body. She’d never thought about what was right and what wasn’t. “So…you’d rather I’d gotten an abortion?”
Glen winced. “No. That’s not what I said. I just wish we’d waited until after we were married. That’s all. I’m ashamed of myself for doing things so backwards.”
Glen’s conscience bothered him. He felt shame. Is that what we do to God’s message? Glen’s shame was justified but how can we attribute that feeling to Christ? Christ suffered and died for us. Is that something to be ashamed of?
Our shame should be that He had to die at all. But instead, we close our lips on the most important information we have to share. If your best friend was pronounced innocent because somebody else paid the penalty for the law he broke, wouldn’t you tell him? Christ paid the penalty a just God pronounced because we sin…all the time, every day. Tell your friend, your neighbor, your brother. They can be free.
Father Your gospel spread throughout the world because someone told somebody else about You. Help us be unashamed of the work Jesus did on the cross for us. Give us Your footgear of willingness to share with those we come in contact with. Amen.