The Real Deal

When I was a little guy my father took me to a small fair at the edge of town.  I was captivated by what at that time in my life was the slickest fastest tongued man I had ever seen.  He was standing on a large box surrounded by people eager to buy his product.   It cured asthma, angina, constipation, sciatica, cataracts, diabetes and hepatitis. You name it. It cured it. Even though I didn’t know what most of those things were I wanted some.  My father was both amused and appalled at my gullibility.  I remembered this as I just now read a magazine article for a human growth hormone calling itself the reverse age miracle.  It appears that my snake oil salesman is still alive and is buying full page ads in magazines.  Nothing much has changed – only the promotional vehicle.
I have often wondered if what I have to offer the world is just a snake oil variation.  Or can I be like Paul?  Can I say, “I know whom I have believed and am persuaded that He is able to keep what I have committed to Him until that Day.”  Surely there comes a time for all of us to admit to and to confront moments of wonder.  I did not say “doubt”.   I said “wonder.”  Wonder is halfway to doubt.  I am not afraid of my wonder.  I believe it makes me stronger to say with Paul this mortal shall put on immortality and this corruption will put on incorruption.  Then all the promises of snake oil salesmen become truth. 
Eleven of Jesus’ disciples died horrible deaths.  There is no way they would have done so for a made up story.  John wrote, “We handled the Lord of Glory with our own hands.”  Because they knew we too can know!  This isn’t snake oil.  This is the real deal.