Pastor Miller
taught about “drifting” in our faith. That made me think about the ocean current,
which led me to thinking of the beach, which lead me to thinking about our
family vacation last summer at the beach, which lead me to thinking about the
undercurrent just offshore ...whew, that was a lot of thinking. Your Mom and I loved
watching you play/swim in the water, but we warned you about the undercurrent
carrying you off. We said that you would not notice it until you looked up and
saw you were farther down the beach from us. Sometimes you would not look up
and did not notice how far away you were, so we would call your name to get your
attention and show you how far you had drifted away. A lot of times you were
surprised by how far you had drifted away from us. Sometimes there were more
dangers involved with the drifting, such as an idiot with a fishing pole and a
really large hook right next to us. During these times we watched you more closely
so you would not experience what it was like to be a hooked fish.
Sin is like the
undercurrent. Sometimes you play around with it and it carries you away from
The Lord. Sometimes we “look up” and notice how far away we are, and we pray
and repent (Heb. 2:1, “Therefore we must pay closer attention to what we have
heard, so that we do not drift away.”). But sometimes we do not “look up” and
we get far away (1Tim. 5:24, “The sins of some people are obvious, going before
them into judgment, but for others, they show up later.”). There is no staying
in one spot when you are in the current. So if you are not moving closer, you ARE
moving away (James 4:8, “Draw near to God and he will draw near to you. Cleanse
your hands, you sinners…”).Thankfully The Lord is always watching us (Psalm
37:18, “The Lord watches over the innocent day by day…”) and paying attention
to the “undercurrent,” and when it starts to carry us away He gets our
attention to show us that we have drifted away. Hopefully we hear Him trying to
get our attention …before we drift into the really large hook or get swept away.
Love Ya,
Dad
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