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I have chosen to live my life with a God centered reality – everything is answerable to God, my actions, my words, my thoughts, my motives as misguided as they sometimes are, (of course all under the umbrella of His mercy and grace; I’m not much into wearing a hair shirt and I don’t see the point of self flogging when I don’t measure up to my standards.)



I'm not a theologian nor a Biblical scholar, I'm just an average guy trying my best to see God hands in my life on a daily basis....



Friday, April 23, 2010

Sin For A Season

It was a balmy evening as he looked out over the swimming pool right outside of his rented bungalow. He’s been on a business trip for a large retail manufacturer trying his best to round up new sales. He’s been gone from home now for about three weeks and feeling quite lonely for the warmth of his wife of fifteen years. Still, the road can be a lonesome place and a man’s mind can start to dwell on things he should not be thinking of.

Like an answer to a prayer, she walked up to the edge of the pool and looked around to see if anyone was watching. When she felt that the course was cleared, she dropped her robe and all of her nakedness came into full view and he was amazed.

As he stiffened like quick drying cement, and all cognitive thought left the cranium to the lesser, yet more powerful dictator between his legs, the only thought that matter at the moment was – “I have to have her!” He left his overlook and proceeded down to the pool. There he made his presence known and reassured her that everything was quite all right; it was only them that were there. He then helped her back into her robe and asked if she would like to go back to his rented room for some refreshments. She hesitatingly accepted his offer and soon found herself becoming quite warm to his approach. It was then that he proceeded to seduce her. No names were exchanged so the mystery helped fuel the lust.

In the morning, he got up, packed and left for home; thinking no one of importance would know about this pleasurable jaunt he had with the naked mystery visitor he met at poolside the previous night.

Ten months later, he received a summons saying he was being sued for child support for the little escapade that happened that night. And now his wife, contemplating divorce, wants to know the whole story, His explanation – “I’m just a man”

Sin for a season.

Forgiveness is offered, but why can’t he still look at his wife after all of these months? Why does his words have such a hollow ring to them whenever he speaks of matters of the heart?

When he left for the business trip, he was self-assured, confident, and intellectually strong. After that fateful night, he was less sure of himself, made poor judgments, which led to his dismissal of his employment. The saying “what is done is secret is shouted from the rooftops” has a new ring to it and our friend is left with his shame.

We were in love. I had asked my then girlfriend to marry me and she said yes. Then it started. I moved in a couple of my things and within a matter of a few weeks, I was moved in to her apartment and we were living together. But we were in love. We were also committed Christians sharing a bed. It was a few weeks after this I went to a visit a friend at his work and was greeted by his wife.

She had asked me how we were doing and I told her the usual short answers – good, fine, can’t be better…. And as if she could sense something wasn’t just right, she change her tone and asked, “what’s really going on?” I told her of my new living arrangements and just as her husband, my best friend, the associate pastor of the church I was attending, along with the senior pastor, she questioned my statement in a loud whisper – “YOU”RE LIVING TOGETHER?”

Remember “things done in secret?” well; let me tell you, that church courtyard was my rooftop.

What could I say but that I’m only human. Everyone else was doing it also. You know, it didn’t sound good then and saying it now after all these years, it still doesn’t sound good. I had no other reason other than I was human and in love. At least I didn’t leave my Judy or use the proposal to get what I wanted and then leave her in shame; I loved her and we were going to get married and we did. But I can’t help to think of things that might have been loss in those days of indiscretion.

God is not to be mocked; for our actions have consequences. And what is done in the heat of the moment often leads to destruction down the road whether it’ll be a reminder that we’re nothing than dust in the wind to total destruction of one’s life altogether – loss of fortune, home, family, even life itself. With forgiveness from God, we given a clean slate. The object is not to rush out and try to dirty it up again….it well overtime, but let’s not hurry it along with stupidity and contempt for His mercy and grace.

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