I’m like a lot of avid sports fans. I can tend to be a little on the fanatical side of enthusiastic. My love is college football.
I love the fall because it is the time for head to head competition. I love the spring because it is the time for the first glimpse of what my team will be like in the fall. I definitely hate the summer though because there is nothing happening that is football related unless you want to follow college recruiting. But that, I’m told from very reliable sources can cause insanity.
The root cause of temporary insanity, depression, frustration, anger, high blood pressure, and general overall stress is the “flipper!”
The flipper is the prized football player who flips from my team to another team. And the heavens above must be called in for protection if a player flips to my biggest rival’s team! Flipping side
No one wants real accountability. I sure understand that. In fact, I’m one of those who don’t want it. And I suspect there are a lot of folks out there just like I am.
Most of us want the demands of accountability to work something like this: after we have acted in an inappropriate manner toward someone, we want to think that if we just say, “I’m sorry,” that our regret should cover all of the aspects of our own responsibility.
As a result, we should not have any other requirements of accountability placed upon us. We are “good-to-go,” so to speak. All must be forgiven. Fellowship should be restored. No further consequences ought to come upon us.
After all, our inappropriate response was just a passing thing. It was just a blip on the radar screen of life. We didn’t really mean it. And we certainly can’t see why anything more should be made of it.
Private Christian schools, Bible Colleges and Universities, and Seminaries have instilled in us an approved Christian orthodoxy from the cradle to the grave. And woe be it to us if we depart from the accepted path. We’ve heard the same information and answers to all of our questions for so long that only certain conclusions seem reasonable and acceptable to us now.
Tradition, pride, and prejudice die hard. So said a popular minister in Dallas, Texas, this past Sunday (March 5, 2017). How true that is! But how little each of us believes it is true of us personally. I find it interesting that most of us think everyone else is bound by errant traditions, but we have somehow remained free from them. But the truth of the matter is we are all programmed by the messages that we’ve heard all our lives. Few have any interest in even looking into the possibility that they might need to correct some part of what they have been taught. Even though we all come from different traditions, we somehow think that our tradition is, without any doubt, the correct one, and everyone else must adjust to what we believe to be true.
I’m directionally challenged! That is the politically correct way of saying, “I get lost.” I picked my son up at the airport one evening, took the wrong turn because of highway construction and then tried to get back to familiar territory for over one hour and a half. When I see a “detour sign,” my blood press begins to climb, and panic begins its quiet, subtle overthrow of my once calmed emotions because I know I’m about to get lost yet again.
When I get lost, I experience complete disorientation. I forget to ask myself questions like, “where is the sun and what time of day is it?” Yet, with all my disorientation, I feel so confident that the next turn I make will bring me out of this mess. Yet that too is a problem since it leads me to keep going in the wrong direction hoping that it will somehow, eventually lead me back to the right road if I just keep going. Think of me as an example of the nation of Israel in its wilderness wanderings, except on wheels.
Many people are directionally challenged when it comes to finding the correct road to heaven. And this can also create a lot of disorientation and panic.
The problem is exacerbated by the fact that there is a cacophony of voices shouting out different directions, all at the same time.
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