Drift Into Compromise

That is way too gentle of a title. It sounds unintentional. As if I took my eyes off the road to change the song and got a little too close to the car beside me. A slight distraction. But gentle or slight is never how I do things.

Pastor Keith came out in a disguise today and talked about changing ourselves to fit in. To be accepted. To be liked. It’s so much bigger for me. It’s a never ending game of “pick me.” Which is beyond absurd when I have already been chosen by Christ himself. Yet I still compromised everything I believe in, in hopes of being chosen by a man. Only to leave me more alone and empty than that fleeting moment could have possibly given me.

This is repentance. This is admission of sin. This is guilt and shame in black and white print. I carried it into church with me on Sunday and left it behind.

This walk is on a narrow road. The nights are lonely and the days are long. The loneliness becomes overwhelming at times. But I will not allow empty promises and meaningless advances to distract me from my purpose. It’s just not worth it. Let me always remember that I am not alone! And in those moments of compromise, may I rely on the strength of the Lord to make the right decisions.