There once was a man, who was living with his fiance. He says that he desperatly wants to get things right with God, and that he knows that what he's doing is not right in the eyes of God. He constantly revisits the phrase, "When we get married, it will all be alright in Gods sight. Then we can be forgiven for our sin, there's only X amout of months left. But I won't move out, and I won't break up with her."
So, he knows what he's doing is wrong, and he feels that, once he gets married, everything can be forgiven. But, if he's not actually sorry for what he's done / doing, then is he really repentant?
There was once a lovely older lady, and she doesn't want to know what God has planned for her life anymore. She is happy to sit around with her cat and read for the rest of her life. "Every time I have stepped out in what I believe God wants me to do, I've been hurt." And therefore, she no longer wants to do so.
The scary thing about all this is, I see parallels to these stories in my life. (Obviously NOT literally.) But as minor as my parallels appear to be in relation to the man and the lady mentioned above, don't most things start small? I tell God, "Everything for you, Lord", when really I seem to be acting, "Everything for you, Lord, except the way I drive". Or, "Anything for you, Lord. Just not those DVD's that came from Shanghai, without a case. I mean, they were a gift after all."
Compromise starts with one step in the wrong direction. But where does compromise end? In the act of trying to ignore God prompting, and ignoring your own conscience, what happens to your heart or your spirit?
I think I see now ~ they fossilise