This past Friday morning, we had a repairman do some work in our house. For most, this was a job the husband can do but if you know me personally, you would cringe at the thought of me with a wrench in one hand and a drill in another! Though the tasks were fairly simple, I knew my “handyman limit” and the probability of me fixing things around the house is the same as the existence of extra-terrestrial life forms.
These repairs were long overdue. For months (it might have even been years), we have been working with a microwave with no handle, a kitchen faucet that sprays water, a garage door opener that doesn’t open, and a myriad of other things. At first it upset us, then it became annoying. Then we just got used to it. It was as if we just accepted the fact that this is just the best we can do.
Isn’t that how we sometimes deal with spiritual issues? When we first transgress, we hear the still, small voice of the Holy Spirit, giving us wisdom and direction. We resist and refuse His guidance; meanwhile the volume of God’s voice is getting softer. Then our conscience is seared and we feel nothing. We have now surrendered to the commands of the flesh! And because we find ourselves so deep in this sin, we justify our actions. “This is just the way it is.” “Everyone struggles with this.” “Even Paul had a hard time!” The excuses of self give way to the execution of sin.
No wonder Paul writes in 1 Corinthians 15 for Christians to “awake to righteousness, and sin not; for some have not the knowledge of God…” There is more at stake than our love for self and pleasure when we wallow in sin; there’s the dying souls of all men! What do you value more, sins or souls?