When we see fallen men wallowing in sin, an appropriate question for us to ask before God is: is this a lesson I need to take to heart myself so as to discover an opportunity to get right before Thee, by Thy grace, in a way I had not been right before?
It might be, or it might not be. Even if it is to happen in future, it may not yet be time.
One thing fatal to our spiritual progress when we behold such a scene, however, is just to sit or stand and crow. Crowing can blind us to ambushes that can get us to do something analogous to what we crowed we would never do. We can despise bad ideas but we don’t want to start indulging in labels e.g. “libtard” here. Today’s “libtard” may surprise you tomorrow by stepping out of the role you used freezing language to characterize him or her in.
There’s a place in the darkness I use to cling to
That presses harsh hope against time
In the absence of martyrs there’s a presence of thieves
Who only want to rob you blind
They steal away any sense of peace
Though I’m a king, I’m a king on my knees
And I know they are wrong when they say I am strong
As the darkness covers me
So I turn on the light and reveal all the glory
I am not afraid to bear all my weakness
Knowing in meekness, I have a kingdom to gain
Where there is peace and love in the light
In the light, I am not afraid
To let your light shine bright in my life, in my life
There are ghosts from my past who have owned more of my soul
Than I thought I had given away
They linger in closets and under my bed
And in pictures less proudly displayed
A great fool in my life I have been
Have squandered ‘til pallid and thin
Hung my head in shame and refused to take blame
From darkness I know, I’ve let win
Can you hear me? Can you hear me?
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