Sign, Sign Everywhere A Sign

I drove down to Cordele Georgia yesterday. Interstate 75 south. I drove by myself so I had the new Shust CD to listen to, I spent some time reflecting and praying, and I watched the road. I noticed a lot of billboards. Some of them informative, some of them boring, some of them good and some not so good. If you have ever driven down I75 you know which ones I mean.

Some were promoting food and hotels. Some promoted Disney World and Universal Studios. Some promoted other "things." As I drove along I thought what a consumeristic world we live in. I won't get a Nobel prize for thinking that.

But then I had this thought. We need signs. We need basic "which way to go" signs. We need signs to tell us what is coming up, "Cordele Exit 3 miles." We need signs that point out information we would not otherwise know, "Free Disney T-shirt with purchase." We need signs. Then this: we need to be a sign.

The Five Man Electrical Band had a hit with a song called "Signs" the last verse goes like this:

"And the sign said, 'Everybody welcome. Come in, kneel down and pray'
But when they passed around the plate at the end of it all, I didn't have a penny to pay
So I got me a pen and a paper and I made up my own little sign
I said, 'Thank you, Lord, for thinkin' 'bout me. I'm alive and doin' fine.'"

So today I am praying the church is a sign to the world, and it reads something like that. "Everybody welcome, come in..."

Even long haired freaky people.