A recent random picture;
I am offered two platters. The
first platter has a piece of delicious chocolate cake on it. The second platter
has dog poop on it. Which platter would I like to have?
I often choose the poop. When I follow fear, shame, rage, or
judgement, I am making the choice for poop.
I am refusing the chocolate cake, the very thing that is good. Why do I
decline the good? The good often seems too far removed.
But then, the reality of the choice of poop sinks in….
When I showed up at church drunk, I was choosing the poop.
When I got angry with a store clerk, I was choosing the poop. When I was
impatient with my husband or grandchild, I chose the poop. Poop is a quick-fix
that never works. In fact, it has gross
consequences. If I can keep this picture
in my mind, I may be able to ward off the bad choice next time. I need to
remember, to etch into my soul the terrible outcome of my past choice.
Choosing the chocolate cake has to be intentional. The
perseverance of God comes to aid my choice.
Following God means I give up my own desires. But wait a
second… following either one means I give up my own desires!! Who do I want to
submit to?
The bottom line is this. There is no second choice for me.
There is nowhere else to go. I don’t want the evil poop. I want the cake. Only
the cake is good.
