August 12, 2009

We were hiking up Paradise Meadows the other day. As we sat down for lunch we were joined by the ‘Whiskey Jacks’. These are small birds that love to borrow you lunch if you let them. If you hold our your hand, they will land on it and eat what ever you might be offering. They have become so bold that it makes eating your lunch somewhat of a challenge. You can wave

your hands, yell, make a fool out of yourself, and all this to no avail.

It struck me that this is how accustomed we can become to sin. We become so comfortable with it that we do not see the warning signs of danger. Brothers and sisters in Christ are waving at us and warning us but to no avail. We grieve the Spirit so much that we have become oblivious to his warnings.

[From August 12, 2009 ]