Yesterday when I woke up I looked outside to my surprise I saw a possum on top of the fence that makes up the dog's pen. It was just sitting there.
So I thought I'd go rescue him before the dogs got to him. I locked up the dogs and walked out to the end of the pen. Then I started to gently push this little creature off the fence with a shovel handle. However, he didn't want to leave. He hung on for all he was worth. Apparently he thought he was going someplace good and was obviously unware of the danger (the dogs). I was finally able to get him to let go. After sitting on the ground for a couple of minutes he wandered off in the opposite direction.
How often are we like this possum. Sin looks so very attractive that we don't want anyone to side track on the way. We may go to church and hear a message that convicts us or a true friend may say something because they are worried about us. But we are stubborn. We want what we want and it (sin) just seems so good. So we continue to hang on to our ways. Then finally... we decide to give in to the Good Shepherd, the one who has been looking for and pursuing us.
We relunctanly let go. But once we do we come to our senses and finally see the danger and follow the Lord in the opposite direction.
