Lessons From My Dog

My dog is roughly one-hundred pounds less than me, yet when she has her mind set on something she can easily pull me off track and towards what she's sniffing out. She can tip me over and make me stumble. I'm stronger and I'm bigger but she's persistent and her will makes her appear stronger and bigger than she is.

1 Corinthians 15:33 reminds us, "Do not be mislead, bad company corrupts good character," (NIV)

I'm not saying my dog is bad company. She's actually quite the opposite. She's loyal, has never repeated anything I've told her, and celebrates with me when I'm happy. She's kinda the best.

What I am saying is that she is able to get me off course rather easily just because she is distracted by what is going on around her and sees a squirrel and immediately decides that the furry rodent is worth chasing. And since I'm connected to her I get pulled in.

That is how it works with our relationships.

If we are keeping company with people who are easily swayed into doing things that we aren't sure we want to do or are uneasy with then we have a bigger chance of falling into chasing the furry rodent. The thing with sin (furry rodents) is that it takes us very quickly down paths we'd never thought we would travel. It usually starts out small, like chasing a squirrel on the road, but soon we're in the grass, then the weeds, then the woods, and before you know it you're in the middle of trees with vines, cliffs, and you don't know your way out of the woods.

You're lost. Stuck in the middle of a mess that you didn't see coming.

Avoid being lost. Keep good company. Be careful who you're spending time with.

This used to be a lot easier before social media.

Be very careful who and what you're spending time with. In the end, it is you and God and that is the only relationship that truly matters.

The world is watching
Be the light.

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