The Wolf Of Death

Then they will call on me, but I will not answer; They will seek me diligently, but they will not find me.

Proverbs 1:28

One of Aesop’s fables is about a shepherd boy who was watching a flock of sheep. Wanting to play a trick on the villagers, several times he cried out, “Wolf! Wolf!” and then laughed at the villagers who rushed to his aid. When a wolf actually came to attack his flock, the boy cried out in earnest but was ignored. His game-playing proved his undoing when death was at his door.

Picture the shepherd boy as the nominal religious person of our day and the villagers as the God of Scripture. Some people are going through life treating it as a game, playing at religion, believing that when the day of judgment comes, God will save them from destruction. They think about the Gospel in their idle moments or when small crises occur, but they never really commit themselves to a saving relationship with Christ.

If you have been living life on the periphery of faith, don’t wait until the last day. Call out for Christ by faith before it is too late. Better to call out for Jesus while you have your breath than in the day you lose it.