When Flies Come Back to Life
I hate flies. But, alas; I have two little boys and we live in Missouri which MAY, in fact, be the bug capital of the world. Therefore, there WILL be flies. They are ridiculously annoying...I will see one and see it and then I pull out the flyswatter and it's like GONE.
So this morning, I waited...stalking the fly with my trusty swatter. And there it was! Basking in the window. SMACK! I got it! Sweet Victory! It fell to the ground. I didn't pick it up and do the "final smash"-where you make sure it's dead for reals and then dispose of it, because I didn't feel like it right then. I don't like smashing bugs. It makes me want to vomit. So I put it off.
Do you know not five minutes later, I turn around and I'm like "did that move a little?" Yup! Sure did! It had moved over about 3 inches and was now right-side up. Oh no! I grabbed the swatter so fast and smacked it-only to watch it fly away to freedom once again.
God pricked my heart that instant, drawing a convicting spiritual parallel: So it is when we allow sin unchecked in our lives. We come to a point where we tire of being in the clutches and bondage of our sin and we get all pumped and finally confess to God and ask His forgiveness...but then we hesitate to truly repent-that is TURN from our ways and refill ourselves with God and His Word. And do you know what happens? Before we even realize it, we turn around and that sin that we were so sure we just "took out" is there again, fully restored, flying around our lives in complete freedom because we hesitated to fully repent.
I want to say too, I think sometimes we tend to think "well, I'm good...I'm not murdering anyone, not committing adultery or anything, so I'm not really having a sin problem. Well let me just shoot straight with you-if you are human, you HAVE a sin problem. Maybe it's a sin of omission-something you should be doing but aren't. That's for you and God to sort. But don't be fooled into thinking that you have no area of weakness.
When I meet Jesus someday, I don't want to hear about the things I missed out on and all He wanted to do in and through me-I want there to be so much treasure leftover after my works go through the fire. I want my life to count in huge ways that glorify God. But if I keep "knocking out" my sin instead of "killing" it, I will forever be chasing "resurrected" flies.
So this morning, I waited...stalking the fly with my trusty swatter. And there it was! Basking in the window. SMACK! I got it! Sweet Victory! It fell to the ground. I didn't pick it up and do the "final smash"-where you make sure it's dead for reals and then dispose of it, because I didn't feel like it right then. I don't like smashing bugs. It makes me want to vomit. So I put it off.
Do you know not five minutes later, I turn around and I'm like "did that move a little?" Yup! Sure did! It had moved over about 3 inches and was now right-side up. Oh no! I grabbed the swatter so fast and smacked it-only to watch it fly away to freedom once again.
God pricked my heart that instant, drawing a convicting spiritual parallel: So it is when we allow sin unchecked in our lives. We come to a point where we tire of being in the clutches and bondage of our sin and we get all pumped and finally confess to God and ask His forgiveness...but then we hesitate to truly repent-that is TURN from our ways and refill ourselves with God and His Word. And do you know what happens? Before we even realize it, we turn around and that sin that we were so sure we just "took out" is there again, fully restored, flying around our lives in complete freedom because we hesitated to fully repent.
I want to say too, I think sometimes we tend to think "well, I'm good...I'm not murdering anyone, not committing adultery or anything, so I'm not really having a sin problem. Well let me just shoot straight with you-if you are human, you HAVE a sin problem. Maybe it's a sin of omission-something you should be doing but aren't. That's for you and God to sort. But don't be fooled into thinking that you have no area of weakness.
When I meet Jesus someday, I don't want to hear about the things I missed out on and all He wanted to do in and through me-I want there to be so much treasure leftover after my works go through the fire. I want my life to count in huge ways that glorify God. But if I keep "knocking out" my sin instead of "killing" it, I will forever be chasing "resurrected" flies.
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