Your Walk Talks Louder Than Your Talk
“If we say that we have fellowship with him, and walk in darkness, we lie, and do not the truth: But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship one with another, and the blood of Jesus Christ his Son cleanseth us from all sin.” I John 1:6-7
We moved to a new house when I was 14, and as we were packing up, my dad handed me the spanking stick. He said he did not think I would be needing it anymore and told me to dispose of it. I immediately grabbed it and threw it as hard as I could into the alley before he could change his mind. My mom did not agree with this move as she figured the spanking stick still had plenty of tread left. After that, I thought my days of correction would be forever over, but little did I realize it just would now come in different forms.
Although I was relieved of the spanking stick, I did not realize that my mom held a secret weapon in her arsenal. My mom wielded the power of her disappointment and tears. The tears she shed tore me from the insides out and the disappointment she had for my actions was sometimes unbearable. My spankings hurt my backside, but her tears hurt my very core. Once, I got into really serious trouble, and I had to come home and tell my mom. I dreaded telling her all day but it was now time for me to face the music. My heart beat rapidly as I pulled into the garage, and I was sick to my stomach.
When I entered the house, she smiled at me and said, “Hey son!” I am glad she was already seated as what I was going to tell her was not good. I laid out my bad news and watched as she cycled through several emotions. She was angry, sad, and disappointed all at the same time. She pulled out her Bible and showed me a date she had written on the inside. The date signified a previous decision I had made at summer camp to dedicate my life to God and follow Him. At that time, I wanted a real walk with God and I was tired of being a cold Christian. She told me she was disappointed in me because my walk was not real, and she questioned whether or not I meant business with God.
I wanted to defend myself and scream, “YES! I meant business when I dedicated myself to God!”, but my actions betrayed me. I was not walking in the light but had rather strayed into the darkness hoping to hide my sin from others. I was unsuccessful as God will always bring sin to the surface. I was a hypocrite and not only failed my mom, but I had failed my God. I was guilty and ashamed and tears streamed down my face. Restoration with God and with my mom came, but only after humility and shame.
Where are you today friend? Do you say you walk in the light but your actions tell a different story? Do you know all the right “spiritual” words to say but your walk is in the dark? Are you hiding known sin in your life? Do you look good in your Sunday suit but your life is not reflective of a real walk with God? When we walk with Him, it is evident in all that we do, both openly and secretly. We are not perfect, but when we walk in the light, we have a burning desire to please Him above everyone else. When we start to drift into the dark, we correct our walk and get back into the light. Will you continue to walk in the dark or will you allow the light of the Father to reveal what needs to be changed? May we not be found to be liars in our walk with Him, but may we be found walking in the light. May we keep our account current with Him and claim "the blood of Jesus Christ God's Son to cleanse us from all sin."
Stay in the fight!