It Always Starts out Small

Today has been a bad day for me and my kids. They've been misbehaving, and I've yelled at them a lot.

Yes, sweet little me yells at my children. Often.

I know, I know. It's absolutely wrong. If you had somehow shown me a video a few years ago of present-day me yelling at my children, I would have been shocked. I couldn't have imagined being angry or annoyed enough to raise my voice to my children! My dear, innocent, precious children!

Ah, but it starts out so slowly. First you barely raise your voice. "I said to get down, Caleb." Then a few months later, it's "I said get down, Caleb." Before you know it, it's "GET DOWN! NOW!"

It's just like any other sin. It starts out small enough. No one will notice if I don't go to church today.... It was just one little lie.... Who cares if I watch that raunchy TV show?

Before you know it, you never go to church, or lies have become your truth, or your mind if full of so much junk you are desensitized from it all.

It always starts out small. Let's pray that we can stop these sins before they grow. Because as we all know, it's much harder to stop something once it's big and hairy.