Venison Marinade

*Disclaimer* If you aren’t local, please forgive me for the obscure hometown reference.  However, if you attend our church, or drive along the road I live on then there’s a good chance you’ve seen it, even if not here’s the scenario…

Some poor unsuspecting motorist was recently driving along Webster (Pike) Rd. jamming to the latest New Kids On The Block cassette when Bambi just happened to frolic along the same path.

Needless to say these types of things happen all the time around these parts. Usually they make a temporary bloody mess, and Cletus cleans up the vittles for some of the finest deer jerky you’ve ever been willing to die for.  However, Cletus must have been gone on a fishing trip that particular week.  So the deer happened to rest in pieces in the adjacent ditch.

For weeks.

All things dead will eventually begin to stink.

Houston, we have a problem.

Logic says that if you have a problem, you fix it.  However, logic is much more rare these days than your typical everyday common sense.

Instead of removing the stink, it’s just been covered with a load of lime.

Now you have a decomposing stink that’s been slightly ‘spiced up’ to avoid the real issue.

Now everyday that I drive home, I get nauseated at poor Bambi and get to watch the morbid decomposition process in real time.

It reminds me of a guy I once knew, who would develop an odorous stench after playing football.  Instead of applying soap, he’d liberally apply cologne over the stink.  No amount of Stetson will ever eliminate football funk.  The problem wasn’t solved, it was merely temporarily masked.

So many of our businesses, and churches are the same way.  Instead of removing and fixing the problems, we add a little sugar to coat the issue, and temporarily remove the stink.  We can’t smell it, but the problem still exists.  It’s no longer bothering us, so we’re content with our efforts.  Then we quickly end up with even bigger problems, and even bigger stinks.  Eventually, everything gets awkward for everybody because the kids take notice.  Then you have to explain to Lil’ Johnny on your way home from school why there is a rotting deer leg sticking out from under a pile of lime.

Someday I hope to be the godly man that addresses these problems and removes each of them from the root.  I don’t want to settle for half-hearted efforts that don’t produce authentic results.  I want to be the man God created me to be.  God created me with a passion and willingness to die trying to eliminate every issue that I/we have that separates me/us from Him.  I pray you feel the same way.

It’s time to fetch the shovels and get to work.

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  1. #1 by Tim Ogle on October 25, 2012 - 11:02 pm

    Where is the “repress” button when I need it?

  2. #2 by Tim Ogle on October 25, 2012 - 11:04 pm

    Reblogged this on timogle and commented:
    My friend Travis Harmon @reSEARCH_sfr pens a winner!

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