What’s Your Spanish Moss?
Nothing gives so fine a touch to landscaping as edging. The whirring metal blade carves a distinct line, making every planter look crisp, every driveway or sidewalk appear clean and orderly.
But all Southern landscapers know that just one touch of that blade’s tip on a piece of Spanish moss and instantaneously, the moss will be drawn in and wound tightly around the blade housing.
The smart landscaper knows this to be an inescapable reality and will humble her (or him) self to bend down and move the offending moss out of the way of the blade before the consequences come due.
But, over again, I would say to myself, “This time, it will be different. Just this once, I will be the victor; I will do it my way without the same outcome, without the same result…”
And every time, without exception, I would have to relearn the lesson. No matter how fast the blade turned, no matter how much I revved the motor to plow through the moss, the moss always won.
The moments I intended to save by refusing to bend down and collect the moss were lost, and the payment was minutes wasted picking out every tiny piece of moss wound tightly around the blade and housing, sometimes so tightly I had to stop everything and get a pair of needle-nose pliers to pick away at the tighter strands.
Why do we continually think we can get away with something we’ve already seen won’t work; that somehow, even though we do the same dumb thing, this time it will be different, somehow WE are different and we won’t pay the penalties?
God puts consequences in place so we’ll do the smart thing, the right thing, the good thing, for us and those in our lives. Why do we choose to go back to that thing we know is wrong for us, hoping somehow this time it will be different? How many times do we have to do the same thing and get the same result until we choose to plug in a different move or humble ourselves and do it his way instead of ours?
What is that one thing you refuse to give in over and give up to God’s sovereignty?
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