To you I cry, O Lord of lights,
Illumine my soul, and hear my plea;
The devil is near with flaming darts,
Make swift my feet, that I might flee.

Come touch my heart and make me whole,
Fill every need, make glory shine;
And under your hand, no plan shall fail,
When Word and Deed in faith combine.

“How,” the man thought to himself, “how
Did I ever reach this lowest point in my life?
And now it seems I have no strength to stop.
The end is in sight, this path’s ignoble ruin.
Must I observe my final steps to death?”

He did not reach his present state at once,
But inch by imperceptible inch was moved
Away from ultimate good, by a velvet voice,
His conscience squelched, his eternal soul convinced
That one small step made no real difference.

Blessed be the God who leads us not into temptation, who with every temptation provides us a way of escape, who clothes us with spiritual armor to be able to stand our ground on the evil day and extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one! This is our God who detains all power and authority and has given us the final victory!

READ: “So then, my dear friends, flee from idolatry” 1 Cor 10.14.

THINK: Paul uses the verb flee in the sense of “to keep from doing [something] by avoiding it because of its potential damage, flee from, avoid, shun” (BGAD). Besides idolatry, the saint flees from sexual immorality, 1 Cor 6.18 (because this “is never right” 1 Cor 6.13 NBV), “all these things” (love of money, etc.), 1 Tim 6.11, “youthful passions” 2 Tim 2.22. This flight permits the pursuit of the virtues of Christ, 1 Tim 6.11. It reminds one of Joseph, Gen 39.12. Sin must be dealt with in a serious way. Continue reading