Reverence & irreverence

Grandpa Howard told me the story that when, on one occasion when he went to the Otter-Creek church west of Brazil, Ind., an epidemic of measles prevented holding church services. He stayed over the weekend with a family near Fountanet, where he accompanied the family to church Sunday evening. Rev. Deeter, the pastor, cordially invited Grandpa to take part in the meeting. Consequently, his position on the rostrum enabled him to see the young couple who came in late and occupied the rear seat near the door.

Their rude behavior attracted the attention of the entire congregation. The minister continued speaking, apparently oblivious of the disorder, when, suddenly digressing from his subject, he asked permission to tell a story. He began, “Once upon a time when Dr. Wilde was addressing a large audience a young man in the assembly created a disturbance. He rebuked the offender, but without effect. A little later, a member of the congregation informed the speaker that the young man was an idiot. Ever after Dr. Wilde was careful not to rebuke an idiot.”

The shame-based couple was very quiet during the remaining service but hastened out the door immediately after the benediction. Grandpa noted that those who show disrespect in the house of worship unwisely dishonor themselves.

Grandpa also told the story of the doctor that had just returned from a professional call in the country when Grandpa came to his office. This patient, bedridden, was very feeble due to the infirmities of old age. Therefore, he did not expect much improvement, but was anxious to know whether medical treatment could prolong his life a few months.

Considering the psychological effects of a negative answer, the doctor noted it would be useless worry, but added, “Of course the old machine eventually wears out.” This evasive replied was refuted. Then, the doctor asked why a short time should make any difference. But he said, “They have depended on me to open the doors, build the fires, and care for the church. I want to find someone else to take my place.”

Grandpa noted it was better to be a doorkeeper in the house of God than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.