When I was a boy, the milkman delivered milk to our our doorstep two or three times a week at about 6:30 in the morning.
People across America would step outside to grab their milk and their morning newspaper.
Those days virtually are gone. Milkmen are remnants of the past and newspapers, sadly, seem to be following. Millions of people now read their news, if at all, on-line.
I am reading the book of Genesis early in the morning this month. In Genesis 4 when the Lord accepts Abel’s gift of the firstborn lambs from the flock but not Cain’s crops from the harvest, Cain was angry.
"Why are you so angry?" the Lord asked Cain. "Why do you look so dejected? You will be accepted if you do what is right. But if you refuse to do what is right, then watch out! Sin is crouching at the door, eager to control you. But you must subdue it and be its master." Genesis 4:6-7
The milk and the newspaper may be disappearing from the doorsteps, but sin crouches relentlessly, stealthily, ready to pounce at any moment. Will we subdue it and master it? We have to choose.
"O Lord, help us."
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Yeah, all our stuff goes away, but sin is here to stay isn't it? And, fortunately for us, so is God's love. Sort of reminds me of an old Gershwn tune. I imagine God singing it to us:"The radio, and the telephone, and the movies that we knowmay just be passing fancies, and in time will go.But Oh, my dear, our Love is here to stay."
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