Apr 292013

Yesterday, I heard on the news about a prominent athlete who “came out” and admitted he was gay.  That was good news.  I am all in favor of honesty.  What was bad news to me was the way it was received.  So many people were so supportive, from the President of the United States on down.  The reason, the media postulated, for such wide acceptance was because a large portion of the population involved in sports are young.  And the vast majority of young people aged 18 to 30, believe the gay lifestyle should be accepted.  That, to me, was the bad news.

Since the Bible teaches that the homosexual lifestyle is wrong, that means most young adults in our society have pretty much decided to ignore the Bible and make up their own rules of right and wrong.  Our country is in trouble.  I prayed to God that He would not allow evil to prosper.  That He would not allow wrong doers (including me) to get away with sin.  I prayed that sinners would reap the consequences of the lifestyle they sow, and that they would know the reason for the consequences.  It’s a scary prayer, because it includes me.  But now more than ever, I realize that reward and punishment is a good thing.  That sowing and reaping is vital for the maintenance of righteousness.  And that a God who loves me cannot forever allow me to live content in my sin.

Aug 032011

I ate at McDonalds for lunch today.  I proudly marched right in and I didn’t even have a kid with me.  I even liked the food.

There.  I’ve said it.  What almost no one else will admit.  Ask just about anybody about McDonalds and they will get this high-brow look on their face as they tip their head ever so slightly back, looking down their nose at you.  “McDonalds?  Uuggh!  We hardly ever go there unless the kids insist.”  It’s what they say, but I don’t think it’s what they do.  If it were, McDonalds would be a lot less busy at lunch, and nearly everybody there would be under the age of 10.

At lunch today I saw kids and parents, single people, business people, people in ties, people in uniforms, hippies, yuppies, red necks and high brows. They were all there, but none of them like McDonalds.  If you ask them, none of them eat there.

So what makes people this way?  Why do we all refuse to admit that we actually like to eat at McDonalds on occasion?  I think I know.  It’s pride.  We think people will think less of us if they know we indulge in a Big Mac, so we fall victim to an issue that got the Pharisees in so much trouble over 2000 years ago.  A pet sin that grew so ugly it demanded Jesus’ death rather than admit its own existence.  The sin that tries to hide all others.

That site where they serve all those x-rated pictures?  Uuggh!  I never go there!  Juicy gossip?  Are you kidding me?  That’s so unhealthy!  I would never consume that!  Dishonesty?  Never.  We meet our Christian friends at church then head to lunch for some holy fellowship.  We pass right by the busy McDonalds, but nobody even suggests we go there.  Why would we?  Nobody eats at McDonalds.


“Two men went to the Temple to pray. One was a Pharisee, and the other was a despised tax collector. The Pharisee stood by himself and prayed this prayer: `I thank you, God, that I am not a sinner like everyone else. For I don’t cheat, I don’t sin, and I don’t commit adultery. I’m certainly not like that tax collector! I fast twice a week, and I give you a tenth of my income.’
“But the tax collector stood at a distance and dared not even lift his eyes to heaven as he prayed. Instead, he beat his chest in sorrow, saying, `O God, be merciful to me, for I am a sinner.’ I tell you, this sinner, not the Pharisee, returned home justified before God. For those who exalt themselves will be humbled, and those who humble themselves will be exalted.”
     – Luke 18:10-14 NLT