Holy Red Light !

" Be ye holy; for I am holy. "
1Peter 1:16

The other morning I was sitting at a red light, my mind already lost in the jungle of what lay ahead that day. As I started across the intersection, my daughter calmly said,"You do know the light's still red, right?" As God would have it, there were no cars headed my way and I repented to the last half of the intersection.

Twice last week, I inadvertently entered the carpool lane on the freeway onramp when it was just little 'ol me in the car. I asked for forgiveness and prayed the Lord would not strike me dead before I got to work. (Obviously, he granted my request.)

Yesterday, I told a small lie to get out of an unpleasant commitment.

No, you're not reading an excerpt from The Enquirer. (I'd be confessing to People magazine for one thing-I do have some class.)
I am making my sordid life public for 3 reasons;

1. After searching high and low, I just can't find an altar at which to offer my sacrifice.
2. Living in a small apartment, and working for a church has left me with neither the space nor cash to keep any livestock to use for said offering.
3. To remind myself and whoever is reading this that my Father still loves me.

I try everyday to be holy, but I frequently mess up. Heck, donuts are always holy, but even they can often be crummy too. (Go ahead and groan !)

I was watching this old sitcom called "Family Affair," in which Uncle Bill spends hours trying to get his 6 year -old twin wards to keep quiet and stay out of trouble , so he can get some work done. (He's an engineer, so in this episode, he was blueprinting an extension to the Great Wall of China or something.)

Anyway, he finally decides to send the kids go off to camp for the weekend . Both he and his manservant, Mr. French, find themselves miserably lonely for the kids and eventually venture to the camp to bring them back. The first thing the kids do when they get home is break an expensive Ming vase. Though, Uncle Bill's work is once again interrupted, he smiles when his nephew asks, "Aren't you mad?" Uncle Bill's reply: "No, I'm not mad . It was just a silly old vase."

Before he sent them away, Uncle Bill wanted the twins to behave like adults. Not an easy task for 6 year-olds , but the kids tried because they loved their uncle and desired to please him.

I love Jesus and my strongest desire is to please Him, but boy, am I glad that when I break the laws of the California Highway Patrol, He gives me grace. I'm also thankful he keeps local Law Enforcement distracted long enough to miss my criminal activity.