The far back corner of our property has some of the worst fences we own. It’s wooded and overgrown with raspberry thickets and multi-flora roses.
The barbed wire is old and weak. The woven wire is saggy.
We patch and we fix, knowing that what we really need to do is rip the whole thing out and put in new. But it just never makes it to the top of the to-do list.
It’s the weak spot in our defenses.
A few weeks ago a neighbor got a new bull – a noisy, take-charge type – that has let the entire countryside know of his arrival. His arrogant bellowing was a challenge to our cows.
It didn’t take them long to find the weak spot and push their way through. Twice.
A cow round-up gives one ample time to think, and I pondered the profound as I drove the 4 wheel drive through the neighbor’s rainy pasture.
I have personal weak spots.
There are areas in my life where my defenses are low, and I am the most vulnerable.
And it’s at those weak spots that the bellowing of the world will be heard the loudest; that the siren call to see what was on the other side will be the most alluring.
It’s in those vulnerable areas, that I will be tempted to push my way through and wander in areas that I don’t belong, away from the protected pastures that God has prepared for me.
There is no way that I can silence the neighbor’s arrogant bull, and there is no way to silence the call of the world around me.
But I can identify those weak spots.
Use scriptures like barbed wire to protect myself.
And fix that fence.