As followers of Christ, we can’t let our guard down for a moment. The enemy is slick.
I blinked for a moment. At least, that’s what I thought. When my eyes opened, I was surrounded by coarse sand and jagged rocks. Then the heat swallowed me. It came over me so quickly. My lungs were an inferno. Sweat drenched every inch of me. My surroundings were confusing. All I could think of was,
“Where the hell am I? What’s going on? How did I get here? Where was I, before this? Where’s my wife?!”
My throat was parched, as I stumbled across the burning sand dunes toward an unknown destination. The sun was relentless, and every step seemed to sap more energy from my weakening legs. Panic: my old friend. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d seen you. But you sure did show up that day, didn’t you?
“My god, I’m so thirsty. Where am I going? Why’s it so hot out here?”
“You ask too…
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