Sin… Our atmosphere is charged with it, our souls are stained by it, many around us are consumed with it, and the world is fueled by it. Its presence is overwhelming—even suffocating. Perhaps that’s why it’s so easy to justify our comparatively “little” sins such as indulging in sexual fantasy. Nonetheless, believers are expected to treat sin with the utmost abhorrence.
To the Israelites, the Promised Land was a physical place, “a land flowing with milk and honey.” Spiritually, the Promised Land was a place of peace and rest and joy, a place where God’s richest blessings would flow in abundance. To one caught up in the addiction of sexual sin or some other life-dominating sin, such a place may seem like a mirage, or perhaps even a delusion. But because of the work Jesus did for us on the Cross, this same spiritual place is promised to us and is available to us.
Satan uses man’s natural propensity toward sin to lead him down a path of destruction. The victim is enticed down this trail by promised fulfillment. But even while the seducer dangles the intoxicating carrot in front of the person’s lust-filled eyes, it is picking the person’s pocket and leading him right to a cliff.
It was the summer of 2003, and I had tickets for one of the hottest rock concerts of the season. Prior to the show, I was sitting in a local restaurant with a young man with whom I had been in a clandestine homosexual relationship for several months. He did not know my true identity. He could hardly have imagined that the man with whom he was involved was a prominent “pro-family” spokesperson promoting the Christian perspective on homosexuality and opposing the “gay” political movement. I had also neglected to inform him that I had been HIV positive since 1986.