Let me tell you about a man I once knew….

There was a man who had a son. The son wanted to see a movie that was rated R, but he needed to convince his dad that the movie wasn’t so bad, so he told him that there was just a little bit of violence, a little bit of coarse language, a little bit of nudity and that was why the movie got an R rating. The dad tells the son that he had to think about it while he was at school.

When the son gets home from school, he was greeted by a warm plate of fresh brownies. The dad offered one to his son, but before he took a bite, he told him that he’d added a teaspoon of dog poop from the yard into the brownie mix. As you might imagine, the son declined the brownie. (Do you see the lesson rushing at you on the horizon?!) Dad tells him that the movie might have just a little bit of violence, a little bit of coarse language, a little bit of nudity, but that was still too much. It was still contaminated, just like the brownies were contaminated with even a dash of poop thrown in.

Why do we subject our bodies and our minds to poop brownies?

Sin is sin.

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I heard the above story tonight at church and it’s making an impression.

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My inner fat kid so wants a brownie right now.