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Sin, deceitfulness of
The Deceitfulness of Sin In Rousseau
The deceitfulness of sin is vividly seen in the life of the French philosopher Rousseau. He declared, No man can come to the throne of God and say, Im a better man than Rousseau. When he knew death was close at hand, he boasted, Ah, how happy a thing it is to die, when one has no reason for remorse or self-reproach. Then he prayed, Eternal Being, the soul that I am going to give Thee back is as pure at this moment as it was when it proceeded from Thee; render it a partaker of Thy felicity! This is an amazing statement when we realize that Rousseau didnt profess to be born again. In his writings he advocated adultery and suicide, and for more than 20 years he lived in licentiousness. Most of his children were born out of wedlock and sent to a foundling home. He was mean, treacherous, hypocritical, and blasphemous.
Our Daily Bread, April 7
Put in the Prison He Built
Not long after a wealthy contractor had finished building the Tombs prison in New York, he was found guilty of forgery and sentenced to several years in the prison he had built! As he was escorted into a cell of his own making, the contractor said, I never dreamed when I built this prison that I would be an inmate one day.
Today in the Word, July 12, 1993
Quote
- Man, reading about an eat-all-you-want diet, to friend: I knew thered be a catch to it. You have to run seven hundred miles a day!
Hoest in Parade
Cold Spiritually
The man huddled on the cabin floor was slowly freezing to death. It was high in the Rockies in southwestern Alberta, and outside a blizzard raged. John Elliott had logged miles that day through the deep snows of the mountain passes. As he checked for avalanches and as dusk and exhaustion overcame him he had decided to hole-up. He made it wearily to his cabin but somewhat dazed with fatigue, he did not light a fire or remove his wet clothing.
As the blizzard blasted through the cracks in the old cabin walls, the sleeping forest ranger sank into oblivion, paralyzed by the pleasure of the storms icy caress. Suddenly, however, his dog sprang into action, and with unrelenting whines, finally managed to rouse his near-comatose friend. The dog was Johns constant companion, a St. Bernard, one of a long line of dogs famous for their heroics in times of crisis. If that dog hadnt been with me, Id be dead today, John Elliott says. When youre freezing to death you actually feel warm all over, and dont wake up because it feels too good.
This moving story illustrates the spiritual condition of many people today. They are cold spiritually, and sadly are oblivious of their true condition. Thank God for all the ways in which He arouses such sleepers. He sends His messengers to nudge them awake. Sometimes the methods used to awaken them are drastic, but always for their good. Let us not imagine that because He shakes us, He therefore hates us. He awakens us from lethargy because He loves us, and wants to save us from an eternal death. When we were ready to perish (Isaiah 27:13), He was ready to save (Isaiah 38:20). Trust your life in His hand.
The Prairie Overcomer
Raccoons
In a View From The Zoo, Gary Richmond, a former zoo keeper, had this to say:
Raccoons go through a glandular change at about 24 months. After that they often attack their owners. Since a 30-pound raccoon can be equal to a 100-pound dog in a scrap, I felt compelled to mention the change coming to a pet raccoon owned by a young friend of mine, Julie. She listened politely as I explained the coming danger. Ill never forget her answer. It will be different for me
And she smiled as she added, Bandit wouldnt hurt me. He just wouldnt.
Three months later Julie underwent plastic surgery for facial lacerations sustained when her adult raccoon attacked her for no apparent reason. Bandit was released into the wild.
Sin, too, often comes dressed in an adorable guise, and as we play with it, how easy it is to say, It will be different for me. The results are predictable.
Bob Campbell
Chair Affixed to a Shotgun
In 1982, ABC Evening News reported on an unusual work of modern arta chair affixed to a shotgun. It was to be viewed by sitting in the chair and looking directly into the gunbarrel. The gun was loaded and set on a timer to fire at an undetermined moment within the next hundred years. The amazing thing was that people waited in lines to sit and stare into the shells path! They all knew the gun could go off at point-blank range at any moment, but they were gambling that the fatal blast wouldnt happen during THEIR minute in the chair. Yes, it was foolhardy, yet many people who wouldnt dream of sitting in that chair live a lifetime gambling that they can get away with sin. Foolishly they ignore the risk until the inevitable self-destruction.
Jeffrey D. King
Resource
- Wake Up Calls, Ron Hutchcraft, Moody, 1990, p. 60
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