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I was 18 years old when I stole my first and only item. I was a bagger at a local grocery store. The store had some small battery operated record players that played 45s. (For those too young to remember what 45s were, they looked like bid CDs with a hole in the middle.) A lot of the record players did not operate correctly so they were stored in the basement for disposal.
One night before leaving the store I pushed one of these small players through a slot in a back door and drove my car to the back of the store and retrieved it. Fortunately the one I got played. I never felt guilty or worried about being caught. Soon my indiscretion was forgotten.
I eventually became a store manager with this same store. After an inventory it was discovered that several hundreds of dollars worth of meat products were missing. Since I was one of a few who had keys to the store I became a prime suspect. I was asked by the owner to submit to a polygraph test. Being innocent I readily agreed.
As the examiner began the test, he informed me of the questions he would be asking. The first question was "Have you ever stolen any merchandise from this store?" That indiscretion so easily forgotten suddenly came rushing back. I knew to answer "No" would show as a lie and implicate me in something more serious than a small record player. I was forced to confess to a theft that had taken place 10 years earlier. However, in doing so it proved my innocence in a more serious matter.
Numbers 32:23 states that we can be sure our sins will find us out. We may think we have escaped being caught but the day will come when all unconfessed sin will be exposed. It is for our benefit to confess them now.
I felt a suspicious "bump" as I pulled my car into the driveway and came to a stop in our carport. Sure enough, one of the rear tires was flat, exposing the metal cord of the steel-belted radial. The next morning, when I visited the tire dealer, I noticed that the same brand of tire on the other side of the car showed no such wear. I asked why. My friend explained that a nail had stuck in the rubber and transferred rust to the steel belts, weakening the interior of the tire. That in turn caused the belt and the tread to separate. Just a nail and a little rust!
How easily spiritual "bumps" can develop in the life of a Christian! Unconfessed sin in the heart is like rust on the steel belts. At first, nothing appears to be wrong, and we may even consider it of no consequence. But our love for the Lord wanes; interest in God’s Word declines; prayer becomes less important. Soon spiritual progress comes to a bumping halt.
It may be some bad sin...
Sin has become commonplace among God’s people. We have become somewhat hardened to it, given the constant exposure we have to it through modern media. Sin is a problem in the life of a Christian, and unconfessed sin will hinder the prayer life of anyone.
Consider the following example of a young woman seeking counsel from a pastor’s wife. She said, "Jill, I’ve lost my joy, I’ve lost my peace, and I want it back."
"Where did you lose it?" I asked.
"That has nothing to do with this," she replied. "Help me to get it back."
"But where did you lose it?"
"I don’t want to...
WHAT'S REALLY WRONG WITH ME
These are the words of a bloke who grew up in the Salvation Army, "The year 1950 found us, my wife and I and three small children, living in our new bungalow in the seaside city of Timaru. Success had come in business and academic life, musical compositions were being published and the corps band under my leadership was growing in numbers, morale and musicianship. But my heart was cold. Sins unconfessed remained unforgiven. With every year, stubborn disobedience pride became more strongly entrenched. Then broke the morning when I blurted out to my wife: ‘You know what’s really wrong with me – I desperately need to get right with God.’ That evening, the 5th of June at five o’clock, as a man of over thirty years of age, and for the first time ...