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  1. I have made the point before that given a big enough flock of Galahs (Australia’s talkative pink and grey show-off cockatoos), and enough time, I could teach them to recite the New Testament. Imagine that: a whole flock of Galahs descending on a town screeching and chattering the Gospel. The point is of course, it that Galah’s for all their intelligence, would not understand a word they were saying. It would simply be parrot noise.
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    At the end of this week of study, some of us may have ended up with more knowledge about God, but that knowledge may be just spiritual parrot noise. James makes a telling statement:

    Thou believest that there is one God; thou doest well: the devils also believe, and tremble. But wilt thou know, O vain man, that faith without works is dead? James 2:19,20 KJV

    My question for us at the end of this week is: How are going to use the knowledge we have expressed this week? Are we just show-off, spiritual Galah’s, looking good, sounding right, but just making parrot noises?

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At a camp meeting 40 years later, I happened to see Dr. I. demonstrating some kind of health product, if I remember correctly. (In my mind, I see only the image of him, much older, but still looking much like he did when I was a student, with a friend by my side.) I lingered a little but did not introduce myself. I briefly wondered whether he recognized me. I’m fairly sure that I was as recognizable to him as he was to me.

Had he changed? Or did he still feel superior in his “humility”? Should I talk to him? I didn’t know how to approach him, and was busy with friends. I still don’t know whether I should have said something. (Maybe I’m just a coward.)

If God wants him to see my story, his and my identity are clear enough in this post, that God can direct him to it.