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This World will Chew you up and Spit you out


 “This world will chew you up and spit you out”, my dad used to say.  Harsh saying isn’t it?  But he was right.  This world is brash, cold, bold, and will use a two-edged sword to slash.  It will try to cut down your spirit and your faith in God.  The evil amid this world will tamper with your thoughts and being.  The restlessness within the core depths will shake your soul.  Be on guard and be at your “sacred post”.  I think the world “chewing you up” can mean different “food groups”. Everyone on this earth has experienced trials, temptations, and bouts of sin.  These are “food groups” we all know too well.  The world’s teeth will sink deep within your skin if you don’t have spiritual thickness.  It’s also the natural order of believers and unbelievers to rain on the just and unjust.  Although, it does rain on the just, God’s umbrella will shelter you with joy.

But I tell you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, that you may be children of your Father in heaven. He causes his sun to rise on the evil and the good and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous. Matthew 5:44-45     

Through my adult years, I was able to decipher my dad’s wisdom quote…if God is not your strength, the sins of this world will chew you up, then swallow.  If God is not allowed a seat at your dinner table, “sin demons” will pull up a chair in His place.  They will not only feast on the worldly appetizer set before them, but also you.  Do not get tangled up in sin and its pleasures.  Sin will pull you in with its apple pie of temptations.  The tempting of one starts with appetizing smells.  Thoughts twist, “This isn’t bad. It’s just a small lie or slight gossip.”  Ah, but then, the “sin demon’s” appetite grows.  Do not be tempted by the desiring deceit.  Pull up a chair for God at your table, and have a healthy dinner of righteousness.

No temptation has overtaken you except what is common to mankind. And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. But when you are tempted, he will also provide a way out so that you can endure it. 1 Corinthians 10:13

The “food group” of trials will come.  How you overcome those trials is up to you.  Will you overcome, trusting in God’s outcome or will you let the “world chew you up and spit you out”?  Don’t give into the world’s suggestions of, “you have anxiety and depression”.  Chew, chew, chew…no! Get back up on your feet and find the joy throughout your trials.  God allows some hardness within our lives to help us grow and endure.  Show the world that you won’t be cut to the knees by its diagnosis of falsehood.  Rise…rise beyond the world’s views and reach God’s heavenly views.

My dad left me with words that will always remain in my heart. These few words that he would say from time to time, now make more sense then ever.  Don’t let the world…trials, temptations, and sin chew on you.  God is your strength and your joy.  Pull up a chair for Him in your life and you won’t be “spit out”. 

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