Getting lost?


My friend, may I ask you a question? When we make our own appetites for pleasure more important than our appetite for God’s Word, is spiraling away from God is inevitable and, where we end up is unpredictable.? Does it always seem it may be in the wrong place?

My friend, life’s a story, welcome to This Passing Day. I’m M. Clifford Brunner?

I love a certain brand of potato chips, Schultz’s, that can only be purchased at one local store in the area. No other potato chip tastes like these. They are saltier, with just the right crunch and whatever oil they use, the taste is unexcelled. Unfortunately, there is a darker side to my craving for these perfect little, ruffled chips. When I eat one I need to eat another. Usually I try to pull just three or four out of the bag and then close it. But, it isn’t long before I find myself back in the cupboard looking for the bag. I can’t stop eating them.

When I eat Schultz’s chips I find myself in a spiral. One chip lead to another. It’s so deceptive. When I close the bag, I feel I’m in control. That is until the last chip in hand is gone. It’s like that with sin. Just when we think we are in control, we’re back to old habits. Soon we’ve followed our appetite and have ended up where we didn’t want not felt we would intend to be.

Here’s a story: Out in that part of the country where there are lots of cattle ranches, every once in a while, a cow wanders off and gets lost . . . Ask a rancher how a cow gets lost, and chances are he will reply, ‘Well, the cow starts nibbling on a tuft of green grass, and when it finishes, it looks ahead to the next tuft of green grass and starts nibbling on that one, and then it nibbles on a tuft of grass right next to a hole in the fence. It then sees another tuft of green grass on the other side of the fence, so it nibbles on that one and then goes on to the next tuft. The next thing you know, the cow has nibbled itself into being lost.’ (Mike Yaconelli, “The Wittenburg Door.”)

As Americans, we are in the process of nibbling our way to being lost. We keep moving from one tuft of activity to another, never noticing how far we have gone from home or how far away from the truth we have managed to end up. When we make our own appetites for pleasure more important than our appetite for God’s Word, spiraling away from God is inevitable. And, where we end up is unpredictable. But for a tuft of grass, it may be in the wrong place.

We pray. Heavenly Father. We always seem to be in the process of nibbling our way at life’s many pleasures, only to find ourselves getting lost. We keep moving from one tuft of activity to another, never noticing how far we have gone from home or how far away from the truth we have managed to end up. Forgive us Lord when we make our own appetites for pleasure more important than our appetite for Your Word, putting distance between You, our Blessed Lord, and us. Help us to find our way away from the frivolous things of this life to the critically important things that lead us to a more important eternal life with You in Heaven. In Jesus name we pray. Amen!

Therefore my friend, do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry for itself; each day has enough trouble of its own. (Matt 6:34) This Passing Day. May this passing day honor our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and be a blessing to you and everyone you meet. Find a stranger and say hello. Don't let another day pass without your day blessing someone else.

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