Yesterday morning I received one of the best and most insightful rebukes I've ever received.
Last Sunday, toward the end of the sermon, I spoke briefly about the apathy of Adam as he didn't step in to defend Eve as she was being molested by Satan; 'rape' was the word I used. I was wrong.
One of our attentive sisters kindly emailed to help straighten me out. Rather than diminishing the point's potency, her correction made it razor sharp... and, brothers, we need to heed what this sister has to say.
Wow! What a fantastic observation. Eve wasn't raped, she was seduced by someone promising greener grass elsewhere... another show, another drink, another book, another look, another life.
More subtle and more dangerous, hardly ever does our enemy bust in gun's blazin'. Rather, he is "the craftiest of all creatures", "a deceiver", "a liar from the beginning". Just a little shadow on the Truth here, scattering small seeds of doubt there, and next thing you know: big bitter roots and trees with nasty poisonous fruit.
Our sister goes on to describe the schemer's craft:
In college my roommates talked about the dangers of beer-goggles: after too many drinks their guard dropped and they lost all sense of judgement. Brothers, what we need to find are our prayer-goggles that sharpen our vision to detect and discern the craft of our enemy. Listen to this subtle but helpful instruction from the author of Hebrews 5.14:
How is your discernment? Do you practice distinguishing good from evil? Have you asked the Lord to reveal to you areas of compromise, threats to your family, faith and obedience? What in-formation makes its way to your eyes? her ears? their iPods? Is it strengthening love for Christ, or deterring from it? When we find ourselves justifying things by saying "it isn't that bad", aren't we on the wrong side already? Shouldn't the question be "How can we get the very best stuff in front of us so we can grow stronger in the Lord?"
May we add our prayers to our sister's for a keen awareness of our enemy's lurking around our sofas, dinner tables, and bathroom mirrors... seeking any he may devour, one soft sweet lie at a time.