When trying to explain about the deity of Jesus Christ I often share this little story. Years ago there used to be a TV series called “The Invisible Man.” I believe it was the original series and it goes way back to the days of “Black and White” TV – (the dialogue is not exact verbatim, but the jest of it is correct . . .)
I remember one episode where the invisible man was injured and wandering outside somewhere that the terrain looked like that of Texas. Being injured he was needing help and came upon an old shack on a dirt road. He knocks on the door of the shack to see if anyone was there. Inside was an old man who had been drinking from an old ceramic jug of moonshine. He was pretty well toasted. Upon hearing the knock at the door of his one room shack, he stumbles as he gets up from the table and mumbles as he heads toward the door, “Who in the heck could that be?”
Opening the door, he leans to stable himself holding on to both sides of the door jam, he looks both ways and doesn’t see anyone, so he shuts the door. Apparently, being injured, the invisible man was catching his breath and was unable to speak up quick enough and had the door shut in his face. So the invisible man knocks again before the old man get threes steps from the door.
“Huh?” says the drunk old man, “I didn’t see anyone out there?” He turns around and reopens the door. The invisible man speaks up and says “Help me, you got to help me, please.” The old man startled says “What??? Who’s there?” as he looks frantically around. “I need your help,” says the invisible man. Frantically the drunk old man spins around and goes to the table and grabs the jug of moonshine and goes over to the basin and begins pouring it out, mumbling, “I got to stop drinkin’ this stuff.” The invisible man came in the open door and pulls out a chair at the table, at which the drunk old man spins around with his eyes wide open as he watches his furniture moving apparently all on its on! (more…)
Gates of the City 