Some people are risk takers. They ride the line. They push their lives as close to the edge as possible in order to achieve as much as possible.
We call them daredevils, adrenalin junkies, or extreme enthusiasts. We admire their verve, envy their daring, and wish we had the audacity to cast aside the safety nets and go for broke.
Yet sometimes there is a price daredevils pay to achieve the thrill they chase so hard. At times the brakes fail, the bungee cord snaps, and the parachute refuses to open. Sometimes we ride the line so hard we skip right over and find disaster on the other side.
Evel Knievel was a master at motorcycles. If it could be jumped, he jumped it. He also broke more bones than most of us have in our bodies. Evel rode the line, and he paid the price when he got too close.
How close do we ride to sin? Are we sin junkies, not wanting to delve, just liking the feeling of almost? Do we bungee jump into the world, trusting our faith in God to pull us up just short of the muck below?
Drive across the continental divide in the western United States, and we’ll find roads barely wide enough for our cars. One tire is against the mountain, and the other is inches away from going over the line. If we get too close, we’ll go over, falling a thousand feet straight down.
Amos 3:5 is our perfect example.
“Can a bird fall in a snare upon the Earth, where no [trap] is set for him?”
The trap for the Christian is sin. The bird gets caught because it flies too close to the snare. We get caught because we play too close to sin.
Let’s be adrenalin junkies for God. Risking everything for him is the only risk that’s worth it.
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