It’s so easy to go crazy. To lose your steadiness, your discipline.
I bought a bag of Utz Salt & Pepper potato chips. For two days I gobbled them. We had friends over, but I didn’t want to put those chips out to share. Wanted them for myself.
It wasn’t just the chips, it was how I felt about them. I desired them, had to have them. Now, not later. That’s lust, right?
Then, out of my mouth came the words that have preceded the downfall of men and women since the beginning of men and women. These words have opened the door to trouble and heartache and regret for so many people in so many ways.
“I’ll be good later.”
That’s when you know you’re over the edge.
Later never comes, or, when it does, it’s too late. And just in case later IS coming early, you hurry up and eat the chips before you have time to think about it. Before your conscience can work up any momentum. “Th’ expense of spirit in a waste of shame.”
That’s the beginning. The end is at the mercy of God. And God’s mercy can be a train wreck, if the only way to stop the train you’re on is to wreck it.
It’s way easier to stay steady than to get back to steady.
