Pulling Weeds
While I pulled weeds the other day, I thought how this act held a close parallel to sin in our lives. If we allow little sins to remain, they grow bigger and harder to remove, just like weeds. After about a half hour, my back told me, “I want to quit now. It’s too hot out here to keep this up.” “But I’m only half finished,” I said. “Keep at it.” After another half hour, I said, “Lord, do I…