Eradicating Sin's Stench from Your Life
- Thursday, March 24, 2011
In the last two weeks I have been in four different airports, a recording studio, a television studio, on vacation with my husband and at three different speaking venues. My life is a walk in the park compared to what many of you do, but for me, this schedule was quite a stretch. I also teach voice lessons and recently, I had the privilege of flying to Nashville with one of my students after being hired to work with her in the studio.
Now, in case you have not flown lately, an elaborate meal is no longer served aboard the airlines. On the flight to Nashville, I thought I was getting special treatment when I received a turkey sandwich, carrots and some cookies. As I began eating the sandwich, I remembered that I didn't have car once I got to Nashville. The young lady I was with had rented her car, so I would be in Nashville with no wheels of my own. I had never stayed in the hotel where we would be staying, so I was unsure about restaurants near the hotel. Suddenly realizing this could be my last meal of the day if there were no restaurants within walking distance of my hotel, I asked the stewardess for another sandwich. She politely obliged. I tucked the turkey sandwich neatly in the outside pocket of my purse and prepared for landing. Fortunately, there was a Panera Bread across from my hotel, and I had a lovely time in Nashville.
Several weeks later, I sat in a restaurant with my husband David when suddenly a very foul smell came from my waiter. As the waiter stood close to me, all I could think was, "Bless his heart. Has anyone told him he has this problem?"
Upon leaving the restaurant, we also left the smell... or so I thought. The next morning when I opened my closet, the smell almost knocked me over. I tore my closet apart looking for anything I could find. Nothing. Suddenly, I began to get a complex. The smell was not coming from the waiter last evening, it was coming from me! I asked my husband, "Do I stink?" With a puzzled look on his face he replied, "I don't THINK so."
Later that day I got in my car to drive to a luncheon, and the smell was with me again. It had to be me. I considered a doctor visit after my meeting because obviously something was terribly wrong.
Upon arriving at the luncheon, one of my friends wanted to hug me. Somewhat tentative, I hugged her then quickly looked at her face for any signs of disapproval. I didn't see any, but she was also in full-time ministry so I assumed she had been trained for moments like these.
As we sat at our table, all I could think about was the "stink!" We finally finished our luncheon, and it was time to pay the bill. I reached into the outside pocket of my purse to retrieve my cash when I suddenly hit something "squishy" at the bottom. As I pulled my hand from the pocket, I thought I would pass out from the smell. The sandwich! For three weeks I had carried that turkey sandwich in hot cars, airplanes and hotels without realizing it. Relieved that it was not me, I thrust my hand into the air and screamed, "It's not me!"
My luncheon guest smiled a very curious smile, so I told her the story. After laughing until our sides hurt, I pulled the sandwich from my purse. Unrecognizable at this point, the waitress quickly picked it up and discarded it. My purse went to be with Jesus and from now on, I will take my chances on finding food to eat when I am out of town!
Have you ever had something that "stinks" in your life? Sin causes our lives to smell. Just as I needed to take the time to clean my purse, as Christians, we must take the time to clean out our lives. When we begin to walk in disobedience to God's Word, our lives begin to smell. Unfortunately, we often try to cover the sin instead of address it. This only makes us smell worse.
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