Yesterday was no exception.
As six of our seven family members surrounded the pool (our daughter Megan was working), we reminded one another of the cardinal rule: Do not let any edge of the tarp fall down into the pool! Because once that happens, all the slime on top of it (decomposed leaves, bird droppings, dirt, algae, and the like) can easily make its way into the nice, clean water underneath it all.
Well, we no sooner started pulling the cover off, then part of the tarp's edge started going under. "Quick! Grab it!" we yelled to the kid who was closest. Whew! Catastrophe avoided. So the process continued. Slowly but surely we made it from one end of the pool to the other. Now the final heave to get that last little part OVER the edge of the pool without ANY of the slime slipping into the water.
Problem was, there was too much water on top of the tarp, and now it was all gathered into one place. It smelled to high heaven. It was grotesquely green. The sickening aroma was sapping our strength as we tried with all our might to get that last little bit over the edge.
"Somebody needs to get in the pool and help us lift this from underneath the tarp!" Our son Matthew bravely volunteered. He got into the pool and got his arms underneath the sagging portion of the tarp filled with 300 pounds worth of sludge, as the rest of us held on to the surrounding edge of the tarp, pulling with all our might.
The smell was getting stronger. Our arms were getting weaker. Then, to our horror, we saw some of the slimy, green sludge seeping through an unguarded segment of the tarp. "Quick! It's seeping into the pull! Who's not grabbing the edge? Pull, everybody, pull!" And pulled we did - with all our might.
Then it happened. Somehow, some way, somebody lost their hold. The tarp caved under the weight, and the whole of the slime rushed into the pool - every single drop of it. A thick green, algae-infested cloud spread its filth throughout what had been, seconds earlier, a clear and clean pool, until all of the water was contaminated with dirt, leaves, algae, and bird poop.
Who wants to swim in that?
So now we (mainly Ruthie, our pool expert) are left with the challenge of trying to filter all that filth out of our pool. Later I was kicking myself, knowing that we should have emptied out some of that filthy water bucket by bucket, until the remaining amount was light enough to gather up in the tarp and throw over the edge.
Okay, somewhere in this mess there is a lesson for us. I think it has to do with the pet sins that are left untouched in our lives. Our heart, like the pool, can be freed from all other impurities. We let the Lord deal with those. But those little pet sins, like an algae-infested puddle, are left alone. We figure that, when the time is right, we'll get rid of it without a problem.
But there already is a problem. The sin is bigger than we think it is. It's not as easy to get rid of as we thought it was. We think it's no big deal when it's a very big deal. Because we didn't let the Lord take care of it, we try to root it out ourselves, in our own strength. And what happens? Everything falls apart, and that sin spills all over, contaminating our whole heart. Our whole person becomes polluted because of that one permitted sin. And, oh, the price we pay. If only we had gotten rid of it in the right way when we had the opportunity!
Well, getting back to our situation, we called "the pool guy," and he basically said that while our pool is not beyond help, it will take a lot of time and effort to get things back where they should be.
Unaddressed sin leads to the same result. The damage it does does not put us in a hopeless or helpless condition. But it will take a lot of time and effort to get things back the way that they should be.
Thankfully, we have a long-suffering and gracious Lord who is ready to help us in our time of need. He is the "expert" at solving the sin issues in our lives. The best thing we can do when we have made a mess of things is to go to Him, admit our failures, and ask Him for His help. He will gladly give it. Oh, it will indeed take a lot of time and effort on our part, but we can be assured that our great Savior will give us the grace to do what we need to do.
So, what slimy sin is sitting there in the recesses of your heart? Root it out! Ask God to help you; He will. Then enjoy a good swim in the cool and refreshing waters of His grace.
Is there more we can get from your pool cover story? There was great support as nearly your whole family gathered around to help get rid of the filthy water, but imagine if there had been more help, more seasoned help. We should not underestimate how much our prayers matter for our brothers and sisters... and we need to remember when we are stuck under the weight of our filth that we can ask for help climbing out.
ReplyDeleteThis reminds me of Jerry Bridges' book titled RESPECTABLE SINS: Confronting The Sins We Tolerate. The author says in his preface, " This book... is about sin - not the obvious sins of our culture but the subtle sins of believers..." He also says that believers "... have lost sight of the need to deal with our own more 'refined' or subtle sins."
ReplyDeleteHowever, he makes sure that the book is one of hope and that, "We are never to wallow hopelessly in our sins. Rather, we are to believe the gospel through which God has dealt with both the guilt of our sin and its dominion over us."
He devotes entire chapters to Discontentment, Unthankfulness,Impatience and Irritability, Sins of the Tongue and others, including Worldliness. It's very convicting and for me personally, " It stinks!", just like the stuff in your pool. Not the book, the "Respectable Sins."
You'll probably regret using that story because tons of people will offer to help for next year... but I'm going to tell you any way, next year, reach out to your larger family (ok, by larger, I really mean taller, since I wouldn't be much more help than Timothy!)... we'll all come with shop vacs and make short work of your pool cover nightmare!
ReplyDeleteWhen I read pet sins, I wondered what Buster had been up to! What you actually meant is so close to the bone that it hurts. Sometimes the "stink" is so familiar that we don't smell it anymore. I know that there are times when I weigh the cost of my disobedience against the pain that I know I will feel when I obey... and I'm willing to tolerate the "little pains" of my sin. How shameful to realize that this shows such disregard for the Lord and the fear of Him that I should have! And how foolish to live with the dis-satisfying sin and pain with no end in sight, when I could walk through the Refiner's fire, bearing the pain for a time and come out stronger on the other side.
What a great story and comments. I too completely relate. I think I ,as a believer, and also one who has "been aroun a while" can really fool myself with refined sin issues and thinking they are smaller than they really are. Like an iceberg, I only see the tip, not the huge mass underneath the water. Just what satan would like me to see, a little tiny chunk of ice in the water...no big deal right? WHAM!!! A sinking ship...I crash into the giant body of the iceberg and become desperate in my attempts to stay afloat. Been there a few too many times. I am getting some help.
ReplyDeletewww.settingcaptivesfree.org is a wonderful ministry for sin issues. They have many topics: food, smoking, alcohol, money issues, sin in general, sexual impurity and one with a special focus on homosexuality. Check it out.
Great blog, Pastor Matt. It reminds me of Dr. Woo's message on repentance, in which he spoke of listening to the Holy Spirit's prompting to recognize unconfessed sins, and the Believer's 2 Cor. 7:11 marks of repentance. True repentance won't necessarily make perfect, but it will make one more willing to joyously serve the Lord in His deliverance, and less willing to jump back into the slimy pit of pet sins.
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