Ever have sliver in your finger that was so small it was almost impossible to remove?
You dig and dig with whatever is handy to get the intruder removed. It becomes red and inflamed and irritating even after the culprit has long been removed. The smallest of slivers can become a big distraction. I am always on a mission to get it removed even if I have to squeeze my finger until it hurts to get that thing gone.
I had one of those recently…
As I was trying my hardest to rid my hand of this little sliver I thought of the “little” sins in my life that tend to…distract.
(As a blogger who attempts to post on a daily basis, I am always looking for the spiritual analogy)
I don’t murder, cheat on my husband, steal from my neighbor or lie to my family. Before those thoughts are even finished,
God says to me… pharisee! ‘I’m not like this tax collector, I pray three times a day, I read my Bible and pray, visit the lonely and depressed and love my neighbor.
It is the sins of discontent, murmuring, complaining, wanting my own way, calling people names, if not out loud at least in my heart, cutting someone off in traffic, telling that little white lie _________you fill in the blank.
These are the sins that eat at my heart and soul, robbing me of joy in the Lord and the intimate relationship I want to have with my Lord.
The serpent whispers in my ear convincing telling me lies that I am better than those who have murdered and hated their neighbor.
Today I ask myself…am I the pharisee or the tax collector?
How far will I go to remove these sins, even though the removal may cause some pain?