I think this pandemic is the most insidious thing anyone alive today has experienced.
Almost 200 countries have been invaded by an unknown and deadly enemy whose only objective seems to be to infect as many people as possible. It propels itself through the airwaves, where it can be inhaled by any unsuspecting passerby. The remaining droplets fall and settle, unseen and undying, lingering for many hours or several days—surface matters.
Then, once landed or inhaled, it is secretly transported from one victim to another. And, another. And, another.
On, and on, and on it travels, disguising itself as a common cold, or it simply remains hidden. Out of site. Undetectable. An otherwise perfectly healthy person has no idea they are carrying a time bomb, until it pulls its trigger. Within hours, its victim might be near death.
And, after a death as agonizing as one dares to imagine, it continues to multiply, feeding off its dead host.
If there has ever been any illness or disease with a character more like Satan, I haven’t heard of it. All disease is evil, and a result of evil, but no other disease is as insidious as this virus.
IS ANYTHING WORSE?
There is something worse. It is a sin that works in the heart, mind, and spirit, bringing nothing but death, if allowed to go unchecked.
It is like a spiritual virus, a sin far more dangerous than lust, greed, or hate.
It is spiritually insidious.
It invades our spirit, soul, and body, a deadly enemy whose only objective is our death.
It propels itself through the airwaves, Satan’s domain. It travels on the heels of the unknowing, through innocent words or deeds. The unsuspecting and unperceptive are easily caught in its trap, and quickly absorb its poison. It can affect anyone, of any demographic, potentially lingering forever in the willing.
On, and on, and on it travels, disguising itself as a knowledge or maturity, or it simply remains hidden. Out of site. Undetectable. Indiscernible. An otherwise spiritually sound person has no idea they are carrying a time bomb, until it pulls its trigger. Within hours, its victim might be near spiritual death.
And, after a spiritual death as agonizing as one dares to imagine, it continues to multiply, feeding off its dead host.
THERE IS NO CURE
It’s hard to accept, but there is no cure for this sin-virus. It’s hapless victims can only prepare for death.
A daily death.
Daily denying the flesh; dying to self; and finding new life in Christ. That is, life everlasting.
That is the only treatment. The only hope for Pride’s victim. Not a cure, but a daily application of the identity of Christ: a daily choice to live in Him.