The sin thing bugs me. It does because I do and you do only because we think we have to ... but we don't ... it's just that we've been tricked into thinking we want to.
Like when you were saved, imagine God deposited a billion dollars into your personal savings account. "Wow," you're thinking, "it's so awesome that God loves me that much!"
But our old friends and acquaintances refuse to believe in billion dollar gifts (especially from invisible strangers) and continue lining up at the hog trough come supper time. So when Friday night rolls around and you're feeling hungry again, you're convinced garbage still tastes good because it's all you've ever known ... and you step back in line.
So we think it still must be perfectly OK to march back through the mud and bury our faces at the bovine buffet ... and maybe even wallow in a little filth for good measure because it feels good ... forgetting the whole time that there's a billion bucks God made available for withdrawal when we need it.
A side order of sewage is still gross. Even when it's served on a shiny sin platter.
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