and lightness has a call that's hard to hear. That line taken from a song by the Indigo Girls always reminds me of something my pastor once said. "The flesh is never satisfied."
It always so much easier to give into the darkness, especially when things aren't going your way. You feel worn out and tired, stuck in the mire of the circumstances around you. Sometimes you can dangle over the edge and toy with the darkness, but still manage to climb back out. The back and forth become so easy, self justification, willful disobedience, pity, all make it so easy to feed the darkness, but soon enough you lose your grip and your flesh has risen up and taken over, and the need becomes so great, the darkness so black, and the quiet voice of his calling to you is a distant memory.
Then, after desire has conceived, it gives birth to sin; and sin, when it is full-grown, gives birth to death.
How many times have I heard the voice calling me to repentance but turned a deaf ear? How many times have I bypassed death only because of his long suffering and forbearance of me? How many times will I see the deathbed and not realize that I too am not immune to its call.
Always warring with the flesh becomes a familiar battleground, and we avert our gaze to the small dangers.
The little things really do matter. There is no safe place to keep foxes in your vineyard. The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom. So many times little sins are excused and made light of, how foolish and dangerous that really is. The fear of the Lord is mocked, his holiness is brushed aside, his grace is trampled upon, and we wonder why the flesh has an insatiable hold on our lives and our will is so weak, and power is only something we dream of but never see.
I have been cleaning house these past few months, spiritually speaking. I am moving the dressers and cleaning behind the fridge. I am deliberately examining my thoughts and actions, I wasn't entirely sure why I was doing it now, but the Lord has been working and moving and doing unexpected things, and I'm pushing back the curtain of fear to embrace him in all his glory, power, judgement and love.
....and lightness has a call that's easier to hear
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