Sin, Rest In Pieces

Well, I was born twice. First from my mother's womb and again from the Spirit of God. The latter is the only one that really matters. I don't have that specific day to distinguish as most do but I do know I was 7 years old when I fully understood salvation and my need for a Saviour. I wanted to be baptized and Jesus was my inspiration behind it. There's not a single doubt in my mind that in that moment the God made His residence in my heart. Although since, there have been periods of backsliding, living out the parable of the prodigal son and succumbing to my own sinful desires. I remember being in my rebellion stage which lasted about a couple years during college. I was involved with things and with people I knew I shouldn't have been involved with. I always had a presence of holiness and biblical understanding that weighed against my worldly actions but I ignored them. I can remember being in those situations and knowing I didn't belong there. It was uncomfortable. Had I not been born into the family of God, every sin and every worldly action would have been comfortable. Thanks be to God for never losing grip of His estranged child. When sin becomes comfortable there's a huge problem and it needs to be dealt with immediately. There's a natural desire in all of us to indulge in the things that look good, feel good and taste good. Those are the things that are of the world and go against our Heavenly Father. Those are the things we are to die to. As we die to sin we become alive in God (Romans 6:11.) Jesus died carrying the weight of all human sin past, present and future. He did so not to give us a loophole to sin. There won't be an asterisk by our name in the Lamb's Book of Life with a footnote saying 'Well, they meant to.' As always, there is a penalty for sin and it's death (Romans 6:23.) We can't just say we're sorry and repeat the same offense. Christians, lets annihilate sin. Let's bomb it like its Hiroshima!