Camouflage!

We were down at the poolside, earlier today.  My wife noticed something on my chest, and mentioned it to me.  I looked down and saw a leaf that seemed to have blown on to me, and caught itself on my body-hair.  I flicked it off, and it dropped to the ground - and started to walk away!

Yes, the 'leaf' was, in fact, a large insect - identity unknown to me!  What amazed me was the way in which it was so perfectly camouflaged that, even on an 'alien' background (no cheeky comments, thank you!) it 'looked the part'.

I found myself thinking of my Christian life - and that of others.  I wondered just how well I might be camouflaging myself so that others would not recognise me for what I am!  What I am supposed to be, of course, is the very incarnation of the Lord Jesus to those with whom I come in contact.  When others look at me, they should see something of Him!

Annie Johnson Flint put it like this:

Christ has no hands but our hands
To do His work today;
He has no feet but our feet
To lead men in His way;
He has no tongue but our tongue
To tell men how He died;
He has no help but our help
To bring them to His side.

We are the only Bible
The careless world will read;
We are the sinners gospel,
We are the scoffer's creed;
We are the Lord's last message,
Given in deed and word;
What if the type is crooked?
What if the print is blurred?

What if our hands are busy
With other work than His?
What if our feet are walking
Where sin's allurement is?
What if our tongues are speaking
Of things His lips would spurn?
How can we hope to help Him
And hasten His return?

Unlike that insect, I could do with a lot less camouflage - and I suspect that I am not alone!