What My Son Taught Me About Sin

One of my son’s favorite things to eat is peanut butter and jelly sandwiches (though he’s been requesting peanut butter and honey lately). Every time he requests this meal, my wife and I are filled with a slight sense of dread, because we know that somehow, someway our table is going to end up covered in jelly. It has gotten to the point where we skimp on the jelly in an effort to curtail the sticky destruction of our table, but even then, the jelly, like a gelatinous amoeba, finds a way to multiply across our kitchen. With every request for PB&J I think “it’ll be different this time,” but it never is.

For many people, this is their mentality with sin. You look at pornography and think “this is the last time” only to go back to it later. You drive to the grocery store thinking “I won’t give in,” only to stop by the liquor store on the way home. You have yet another argument with your spouse and say “I’m going to get it together now,” but you don’t. Nothing changes, the bad is repeated, and you continue to tell yourself that one of these days you’ll finally get it right, but like my son’s PB&J sandwich the outcome remains the same.

What can we do? I’ve found that there’s far less jelly on the table when I help my son eat. Sometimes I cut it up into more manageable bites, other times I hang around and remind him to eat over his plate. Want to get a handle on your gossip, porn addiction, lying, alcoholism, drug abuse, etc? You’re going to need to get help. You need to get someone on your side to assist you with whatever it is you’re struggling with. You need someone to be honest with you, sometimes brutally honest. You need to surround yourself with others who have your best interest at heart, and you need to allow people like that to come into your life. Don’t be afraid to ask for help, and don’t be afraid to give it out when it’s needed.

Bear one another's burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ.” (Galatians 6:2)

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