Summary: The nest is comfortable. It is safe, warm, secure and only for a season. You can’t stay in the nest forever. If you stay there too long, then it is no longer an incubator, but a coffin!
Last week I challenged you that God does indeed want to make us uncomfortable. He desires for us to have a nest to which we can retreat every so often for comfort and revitalization. However, He absolutely refuses to leave us here or allow us to become satisfied with a spiritual experience that is “nested”. He “outs” us and requires us to go to the lost! We are too comfortable here! There are too many empty seats and no urgency to do anything about it. I challenged you to think about who isn’t here and what are you going to do about it? I have been praying that you would be very uncomfortable this week.
I want to continue “outing” us this week. If you missed I remind you that “outed” is the idea of exposing you for who you really are. It is basically tattling or jerking your chain. Pulling back the covers and letting others get a glimpse of the real you.
This morning I want to talk about confusing words. Many folks say that English is the hardest language in the world to learn because words can have multiple meanings and because so many words are so similar. For instance the very title of today’s message exemplifies this truth. When I say confusing words you think about words that you don’t understand. They confuse you. However, what I mean by the statement confusing words is when we use one word mistakenly thinking we are using a different word. We confuse their meanings. Like the words: reigns/rains; pail/pale; tail/tale; fairy/ferry. Homonyms. These words are confused because they sound the same.
However, there are words that are confused because we believe they mean the same thing.
I am convinced that there are two words that we have certainly confused. The first word that we rely on is the word love. We throw it about glibly and without much thought. We love our house. We love our car. We love our spouse. We love Jesus. May I suggest to you this morning that we have castrated the word by overuse. We can say it and it means absolutely nothing. You can tell me you love me and then your manifestations tell me the truth. “I love you”, but I talk bad about you, I mistreat you, I avoid you, I won’t touch you. Then the truth is you don’t really love me. Think back to dating days for just a moment. How many people told you they loved you, but their actions told you something else? Remember the one who won your hand in marriage – did you say yes because they told you they loved you (if that was the standard you would have said yes to everyone you dated) or because they showed you they loved you? I know we need to hear it – spouses tell each other right now – mom and dad tell child right now. I love to hear those 3 words. Julie and I have a pact that we won’t go to sleep without telling each other that. So I want and need to hear it, but the truth be told I would rather see it. Isn’t that true with our children? Tell me you love me but clean your room. Tell me you love me, but take out the trash. It takes both. Our actions either validate or invalidate our words. Emerson “outs” us when he said, “What you do thunders so loudly in your ears that I can’t hear what you say!”