Yesterday the boys went to a birthday party for a friend who was turning 1. When they left, Christopher was given two balloons filled with helium. They were pretty and fun to play with. When he got up from his nap the first thing he asked was "where the balloons daddy?" Of course, when we got up this morning the balloons would no longer float and weren't fun to play with nor were they as pretty since they started to shrink so we threw them away.
Satan puts party balloons in our lives all the time. He says "look at this, see how pretty they are, think how much fun they would be, who would it hurt if nobody found out about it." And just like those balloons, those temptations soon become not so pretty, not so fun and we wish we had just thrown them away. What started out with so much promise in pleasure ends with hurt and disappointment.
I have to remember that what I have is so much better than a few party balloons.
In Him,
David
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