Years ago I was driving my father-in-law's module truck (for those not in the south a module truck picks up huge loads of cotton from the field). I got lost and ended up driving off road. I hit a ditch that threw me into the roof of the cab...felt like it broke my neck (Probably didn't do the truck's axle any good either)! But that is what happens when you get off road...people get hurt!
This morning I was reading in John 12 how the Pharisees (religious men) wanted to kill Jesus. I thought, "Here it is again, religion killing God!" And I was all set to write today's post...until I realized I was pointing out someone else's sin rather than dealing with my own! And that is religion in action! ...Rats!!!
Don't get me wrong, these Pharisees were dogs. They wanted to kill God for the sake of their position and religion. But the point of this blog is not to find where someone else's religion kills God, but rather to find where my religion kills God! I will try to stay on road from now on.
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