Dual Panel1Will you put up with a little foolish aside from me? Please, just for a moment.
2The thing that has me so upset is that I care about you so much--this is the passion of God burning inside me! I promised your hand in marriage to Christ, presented you as a pure virgin to her husband.
3And now I'm afraid that exactly as the Snake seduced Eve with his smooth patter, you are being lured away from the simple purity of your love for Christ.
4It seems that if someone shows up preaching quite another Jesus than we preached--different spirit, different message--you put up with him quite nicely.
5But if you put up with these big-shot "apostles," why can't you put up with simple me? I'm as good as they are.
6It's true that I don't have their voice, haven't mastered that smooth eloquence that impresses you so much. But when I do open my mouth, I at least know what I'm talking about. We haven't kept anything back. We let you in on everything.
7I wonder, did I make a bad mistake in proclaiming God's Message to you without asking for something in return, serving you free of charge so that you wouldn't be inconvenienced by me?
8It turns out that the other churches paid my way so that you could have a free ride.
9Not once during the time I lived among you did anyone have to lift a finger to help me out. My needs were always supplied by the Christians from Macedonia province. I was careful never to be a burden to you, and I never will be, you can count on it.
10With Christ as my witness, it's a point of honor with me, and I'm not going to keep it quiet just to protect you from what the neighbors will think.
11It's not that I don't love you; God knows I do.
12I'm just trying to keep things open and honest between us. And I'm not changing my position on this. I'd die before taking your money. I'm giving nobody grounds for lumping me in with those money-grubbing "preachers," vaunting themselves as something special.
13They're a sorry bunch--pseudo-apostles, lying preachers, crooked workers--posing as Christ's agents but sham to the core.
14And no wonder! Satan does it all the time, dressing up as a beautiful angel of light.
15So it shouldn't surprise us when his servants masquerade as servants of God. But they're not getting by with anything. They'll pay for it in the end.
16Let me come back to where I started--and don't hold it against me if I continue to sound a little foolish. Or if you'd rather, just accept that I am a fool and let me rant on a little.
17I didn't learn this kind of talk from Christ.
18Oh, no, it's a bad habit I picked up from the three-ring preachers that are so popular these days.
19Since you sit there in the judgment seat observing all these shenanigans, you can afford to humor an occasional fool who happens along.
20You have such admirable tolerance for impostors who rob your freedom, rip you off, steal you blind, put you down--even slap your face!
21I shouldn't admit it to you, but our stomachs aren't strong enough to tolerate that kind of stuff. Since you admire the egomaniacs of the pulpit so much (remember, this is your old friend, the fool, talking), let me try my hand at it.
22Do they brag of being Hebrews, Israelites, the pure race of Abraham? I'm their match.
23Are they servants of Christ? I can go them one better. (I can't believe I'm saying these things. It's crazy to talk this way! But I started, and I'm going to finish.) I've worked much harder, been jailed more often, beaten up more times than I can count, and at death's door time after time.
24I've been flogged five times with the Jews' thirty-nine lashes,
25beaten by Roman rods three times, pummeled with rocks once. I've been shipwrecked three times, and immersed in the open sea for a night and a day.
26In hard traveling year in and year out, I've had to ford rivers, fend off robbers, struggle with friends, struggle with foes. I've been at risk in the city, at risk in the country, endangered by desert sun and sea storm, and betrayed by those I thought were my brothers.
27I've known drudgery and hard labor, many a long and lonely night without sleep, many a missed meal, blasted by the cold, naked to the weather.
28And that's not the half of it, when you throw in the daily pressures and anxieties of all the churches.
29When someone gets to the end of his rope, I feel the desperation in my bones. When someone is duped into sin, an angry fire burns in my gut.
30If I have to "brag" about myself, I'll brag about the humiliations that make me like Jesus.
31The eternal and blessed God and Father of our Master Jesus knows I'm not lying.
32Remember the time I was in Damascus and the governor of King Aretas posted guards at the city gates to arrest me?
33I crawled through a window in the wall, was let down in a basket, and had to run for my life.