Sunday, August 26, 2012

Temptation, Sin, and Death (Allegories)


"But each person is tempted when he is lured and enticed by his own desire.  Then desire when it has conceived gives birth to sin, and sin when it is fully grown brings forth death.
Do not be deceived, my beloved brothers." 
-James 1:14-16



These verses are the inspiration for two stories I wrote about sin and how it affects our lives.



So, you are at the club in your little town called Life, and you’re sitting at a table. It’s well lit, your friends and family are with you, supporting you. Temptation comes up to you. She says, “Hey, I love this song. Wanna dance?”. And you know her reputation, what she’s like. You look her over, her dress is skimpy, but not the most immodest thing ever. You think to yourself, “I can handle just one dance.” She leans in closer, “I won’t make you do anything you don’t want to.”

So you take Temptation by the hand, and lead her to the dance floor. Just as you get there, the song ends, and a slower one comes on. The lights dim way down. You still think you can handle it. You hold her close, and move to the music. She whispers in your ear, “You are so great. I know we’ve had our differences, but I am glad we can finally be friends.”
The song ends. You tell her, “I am gonna stay for one more song.” And one turns into 2, 2 into 3, and soon the club closes, and you all have to leave.

Your friends and family are gone. As you and Temptation leave, she invites you to her place. You are having fun, and you are strong. So you say, “Of course, I’d love to. But I should warn you, we are just going to talk. If you try anything, I’m out of there.”
She says, “Don’t worry, you’ll be safe. I have really changed.”

Soon, you are in her apartment watching a movie on the couch. You are talking and snuggling, but it’s just to stay warm. She massages your sore muscles and strokes your ego. She tells you everything you want to hear.

All of the sudden you wake up, and you are filled with regret. Because it is morning, and you know what you’ve done. Later you find out she is pregnant. The child’s name is Sin. So you feel responsible. You have to take care of this baby, provide for and nurture Sin. You raise Sin as something you love, but also as a secret because you are ashamed. Well, Sin grows up and eventually, she also has a child. It’s name is Death.

Now you have to take care of all three of them. They are draining you of everything good. Your time, your energy, your love. Your family and friends can tell something is wrong, but they can’t help you. The only way to survive, is to put them out.



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You are a new Christian. Jesus has just moved into your heart. You give him the best  furniture, and all these lamps. It is bright and clean, except for one little place. It is your doghouse, in the back corner. You have a pet sin. You feed it and take care of it, but you keep it in the darkness of the doghouse. You tell Jesus the house is His, but that He can have it all as long as the pet can stay. So you instruct the sin to stay in the doghouse, and mostly he does, but sometimes he comes out and he poops on the carpet. And Jesus sees all this and says, “What is this doing here?”
And you tell Him, “Nothing, I will chain him up in there. He won’t do this again.” Jesus wants you to kick the sin out of your heart and close the door. But you feel confident that you can keep it bound up in the dark. Jesus has the majority of your heart in the light. Shouldn’t that be enough. You’ve had this pet for so long, it would be unthinkable to put him out. So you chain him up in the doghouse. And he stays there, maybe for a day, maybe a month, or a year. But eventually he breaks out and comes into the living room and poops on the carpet. There is only one way to deal with your pet sin. Destroy the doghouse, illuminate that darkness in your heart with Jesus’ light and throw the sin out of your heart and lock the door.

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