Popsicle, Poison & Poised

On my way out to retrieve the mail,
I grabbed a sugar-free, tropical flavored popsicle from the garage freezer.
I dropped it.
It landed on the ground.
Dirty.
Ugh.
I picked it up, rinsed it off, and was just about to administer the 5 second rule … 
 When I remembered the poison we had sprayed.
Listening
I took a new direction.
I threw it into the garage sink.
 

Then
I got a new one.

A clean one.
 
It clearly occurred to me:
 
Ignoring the Holy Spirit is like ingesting poison into our hearts.

We must be poised to listen.

 


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