Sunday, March 23, 2014

Children's story 3/22/2014

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This morning I wanted to share an experience that I think we can all relate to, and is a great metaphor for sin.
                I was about 7, maybe 8, and it was the day of my cousin’s wedding. My family was staying with my aunt who lives in an apartment complex just outside of the City of Chicago. Well this was the middle of December so the ground was covered in snow and the big pond by her apartments was totally frozen over. My dad and I were having a snowball fight and building snowmen, then we got an idea…
                We would make two rival snow armies and have them wage a bitter snowball war and whoever’s snow army had the last snowman standing would win. Yes, I have always been this much of a nerd ;) but that is neither here nor there. As I was building rows of snowmen for my army I began to build on a steep hill that led down to the pond. Then suddenly I slipped and began to slide down this hill, as I was sliding I actually managed to stop myself just before reaching the frozen pond. I started to quietly say “Help me” but my dad couldn’t really hear me, still he noticed I wasn’t building my army anymore so he came to investigate. When he saw that I had started to kind of slide on my belly and try to pull myself back up he wasn’t too worried, so he just kind of stood there a minute. Then he heard “ahhhhh! Crack! Splash!!!!!” When he turned around I was waist deep in icy water and going the wrong direction.  He quickly sprinted down the hill, plucked me out of the water and got me up to my aunt’s apartment to take a worm shower. When I got out of the shower it was basically time to get ready for the wedding.

                The reason why I say that this story is a fitting depiction of sin is because when you first start to slide down the hill you don’t have a clue how bad it is, you think you can stop yourself. Maybe you even manage to stop your fall for a little bit, and you slide on your belly to try to get out. But until God comes and plucks you out of the icy water, you can’t get out of it yourself. It is nice to know though that Jesus knows all about you and me, and He is always going to pluck you out if you ask Him too.




             I pray that this story would be a blessing to you. If you like this you'll love the Bible studies in the He is coming soon blog.

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