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Christ expert in transforming lives

Religion columnist

Many years ago my sister Susie and I headed off to Baylor for the fall semester. Mother and Daddy were excited — after all, their children were going to a place of old friends and acquaintances that they had made during their college years.

Some were faculty, some were just citizens of Waco, and some were members of the Baylor family serving on staff.

All summer we prepared for the semester and all it was to bring. Susie and I were to sing in the Baylor choir under the well known Euell Porter. We were excited about the concerts and possibilities of traveling with a big choir such as that.

We received our schedules and were assigned a room in Collins Hall. We got information on orientation and meal tickets and books and the chapel requirement. As the time grew nearer, our anticipation and excitement was at a peak.

Mother and Daddy thought we needed some kind of transportation to share, so Daddy was on the lookout for a car for Susie and me to share. One day he came home with just the answer.

Susie and I were in the house and Daddy came in to tell us to come outside and take a look. We went out to the driveway and there sat a beautiful red “Bug.”

He had brought home a little red Volkswagen for my sister and me to take away to college. We screamed in delight and both ran out to inspect our new car.

How beautiful we thought it was. It had shiny chrome hubcaps that had such a reflection, we could literally check our hair. We circled the car, inspecting the outside and taking in the beauty of it all.

Inside, the upholstery was fiery red with a thin white cord outlining smooth and glossy seats. On top of the shift was fixed a smooth red knob with a diagram of gears and which way to shift for which gear.

It had a dashboard cover that was color coordinated and black floor mats.

We all hopped in, excited and eager to learn take it for a spin.

“Oh, Daddy,” I said. “There’s nothing like a brand new car. It is beautiful.”

“But it’s not new,” he answered. “Just redone. Someone wrecked it. I saw it out at a place on the highway and asked about it. I talked to Joe at the garage and he thought he could fix it. He straightened it out, gave it a new paint job, then reupholstered the seats. That Joe is an expert.”

When we took our little car to college, no one ever knew that it was not new, only redone by an expert.

I have thought of that car many times since those years. Christ meets us in our poor condition with lives that are wrecked and beyond hope and gives us an identity that is far better. The scriptures verify that.

We are a new creation in Christ. In 2 Corinthians 5:17, Paul wrote: “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here!”

Our past is forgotten when we are in Christ. The Psalmist wrote in Psalm 103:12 “As far as the east is from the west, so far hath he removed our transgressions from us.”

Our future is secure in Christ. Jesus himself said for those who believe, “I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also.”

Christ is the expert in transforming human lives and that matters for all of eternity.

Judy Brandon is a Clovis resident. Contact her at: [email protected]