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A Dog named Sin

Be on your guard; stand firm in the faith; be courageous; be strong.  I Corinthians 16:13

My daughter and I went walking.  We both love walking, and it is a good way to exercise.  We were almost home when, out of nowhere, one of the hugest black Labrador retrievers I have ever seen in my life, came charging at me.  Let me tell you I have mad running away skills and all I could do was stand there and cower.  My daughter, on the other hand, stared that dog down and commanded him to leave which he did.  I have since nicknamed him sin.  As I was reflecting on the incident, I was reminded of how sin is much like that dog.  Sin, like that dog, looked harmless enough, until I got close.  For my part, I was distracted and not ready for "Attila the Hun" to come barreling out of the driveway.  I was unprepared, so when that beast came charging. I did not know what to do; I was paralyzed with fear. My daughter, on the other hand, she was ready.  She knew that all she needed to do was let the dog know she was in charge.  Likewise, we need to be ready for sin’s attacks. For sin will attack, and if we are not ready; if we do not know how to handle sin we will be paralyzed spiritually and will certainly fall to sin.  This was my run in with sin today.  Thank God it was only a dog.

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