It was Easy

It was easy. Easy to baffle why the police could do such. Easy to call their acts terrible and easy to label them as criminals. However, it is still the truth of the matter.

But, it’s like I had almost forgotten how humans could be.

That external display of wickedness is just an expression of the state of their hearts. I mean, if God had absolutely left me in blindness; as in, He didn’t even give me an innate moral compass to generally know good and evil, although it’s still hard to draw a fine line between the two apart from His Word, I wouldn’t even be able to see that what they did was bad.

I would have downplayed, if at all even considered, my unseen sins; those hidden thoughts, prideful wanderings, lustful notions, ‘white’ lies, deceitful tactics….I could not have been able to even view myself like I did them.
It’s like I had almost forgotten that there also wouldn’t have been a limit to which I would explore sin because I am broken just like them, and it is only the hand of God that could and can fully redeem me.

So praise God for making me in His image, in that I have an ‘inborn knowledge of God and His law.’ (John Piper)

For when Gentiles, who do not have the law, by nature do what the law requires, they are a law to themselves, even though they do not have the law.

They show that the work of the law is written on their hearts, while their conscience also bears witness, and their conflicting thoughts accuse or even excuse them on that day when, according to my gospel, God judges the secrets of men by Christ Jesus.

Romans 2:14-16 ESV

Nonetheless, I also praise God for Jesus. Because then I was blind, but now I see.

#copiedfrommyIG (@serena.on)

*Featured photo is not mine.


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