I love the story about the little three-year-old boy sitting on the toilet. His mother thinks he has been in there too long, so she goes in to see what’s up.
The little boy is sitting on the toilet reading a book. But about every 10 seconds or so he puts the book down, grips onto the toilet seat with his left hand and hits himself on top of the head with his right hand.
His mother says, “Billy, are you all right? You’ve been in there for a while.”
Billy says, “I’m fine, Mommy. I just haven’t gone doody yet.”
Mother says, “Okay, you can stay in there a few more minutes, but Billy, why are you hitting yourself on the head?”
Billy says, “Works for ketchup!”
Sometimes what makes sense to one person doesn’t make sense to anyone else. So often what Jesus says makes no sense from a worldly standpoint. To win we must surrender? To live we must die to self? We must love our enemies, forgive those who hurt us? Humble yourself and be exalted? All these make little sense to the world, but to the Christian it makes perfect sense! Why? Because we know Jesus and we trust in His wisdom above everyone else.
23 Such regulations indeed have an appearance of wisdom, with their self-imposed worship, their false humility and their harsh treatment of the body, but they lack any value in restraining sensual indulgence.