Let’s say you have a child,
And the child goes away to college,
And then begins to sow his wild oats.
He skips all his classes and refuses to get a job.
He sleeps around with everyone and everything.
He starts using drugs and stealing.
And when confronted with his wrongs,
He becomes angry and belligerent.
And then, let’s suppose
That he gets away with it.
Let’s assume that he prospers in his wickedness
And that he continues for a decade, maybe two.
What would be your hope for that child?
Wouldn’t you long for his rock bottom?
Wouldn’t you hope that one day
He would reap what he has sown?
And wouldn’t his demise
Be the possible beginning of a new life?
Now, of course, he could curse God and die.
But he doesn’t really have much to lose, does he?
Well, now consider the world.
We are about to reap what we have sown.
And though it may burn our souls like fire
And shake us to our bones,
Isn’t it worth it
To be offered a new life more worth living.
