WORDS FROM W.W. July 15, 2016
I waited for an explanation. Jesus looked at me and then he said, “Everyone is wrong at one time or another. There is a difference between being wrong about a decision, or even an action, and being wrongly evil.”
“Explain a little bit more for me.”
“When you said those words to your wife that were insensitive and hurtful you knew that at the core of your being that you were wrong. If you lied to someone that is a wrong that can be righted through confession and repentance.”
“I sense a ‘but’ coming.”
“However-“
“Okay, cross me up with a however!”
“However…there is an evil that needs to be identified for what it is. There is a wrong that needs to be called for what it is…pure evil.”
“Like?”
“Racism is pure evil.”
“So a racist is someone who is pure evil.”
“No…a racist who is COMPLETELY close-minded is pure evil. Someone who is a racist but can be brought to a point where he or she recognizes the wrong of their position is different.”
“And when you encounter that what do you do? Throw some holy water on the person, hold the cross in front of you and say “Be gone, Satan!”?
“You recognize evil for what it is, and the wrongness that it brings to the world. There are some people who have sold out to the Deceiver. I wish there was a nice way to put it, but there isn’t.”
“Here’s a hard question then. If I have a longing to be loved at the core of my being what’s to keep me from yielding to the wrongly evil in order to be loved?”
“Great question! You must remember who the Lover of your soul is. The Deceiver is the lust-er of your soul. Your Father God is the Lover of your soul. Intimacy with the Lover of your soul is the greatest protection against the lust-er of your soul. Distance from the Lover raises your vulnerability to being swayed by the lust-er.”
“That sounds like a delicate balance.”
“It can be if you allow it.”
Our time was ending. The temperature of my second cup of coffee had dropped to lukewarm.
“You need to go, Bill?” Jesus asked.
“Yes, it’s time to get on with the business of the day. There’s that word again…business…busyness.”
“Be safe. Let me know when you want to share a cup of Joe together again. You know I’m always available.”
“Yes, Lord!” I got up from my seat and said to him, “You know I love you, don’t you?”
“Yes! I know…and I will always love you even when…you forget!”
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