While I'm on the subject of Sunday worship, something has troubled me the last few weeks.
It's the news out of the hills of West Virginia that a pentacostal holiness preacher died from a rattlesnake bite.
Seems Pastor Mack Wolford, 44, was handling the snake during a May 27 church service when the creature bit him on the thigh.
Pastor Wolford was a true believer in the Word of God, and he took seriously what Jesus said--as recorded in the Book of Mark in the New Testament:
"They shall take up serpents; and if they drink of any deadly thing, it shall not hurt them."
Wolford, like other snake-handling preachers, asserted that Christians should handle poisonous snakes as a test of their belief in God. Snake handling is thus a testimony of their faith in the Almighty.
Guess the snake had not read the Bible.
Another thing: Pastor Wolford died the same way as his dad did. He definitely knew the risk, but held the serpent anyway. He recalled in an interview with a Washington journalist, for example, that his father lived 10 and one-half hours after being bitten: "And when he got bit, he said he wanted to die in the church. Three hours after he was bitten his kidneys shut down. After a while, your heart stops."
Horrible way to check out, I'd say.
Handling a rattlesnake as a testimony of your faith?
Sorry but I don't buy it. Seems more like a testimony of your stupidity.
God never meant for us to put our lives in jeopardy.
Stay away from rattlesnakes!
1 comment:
my favorite part: "guess the snake hadn't read the Bible."
Post a Comment