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Servant Leadership – Lesson 10 4<br />

Self-Promotion in Ministry by Jon Courson<br />

You say, “I thought the Lord was forgiving.” He is! “I thought the Lord was gracious.” He is.<br />

When I sin, the moment there is confession there is also absolute forgiveness. He declares to us,<br />

“Your sins and iniquities will I remember no more.” Micah 7:19 tells us they are buried in the<br />

sea. For the people of Israel, the open ocean was a place they did not go poking around and<br />

digging stuff up in. <strong>The</strong> people of Israel were not a seafaring people. So when Jesus told them<br />

that if they offended a child, it would be better for them that a millstone was hung around their<br />

neck and they were cast into the sea, that caused a terrifying image to be conjured up in their<br />

minds (cf. Matthew 18:6). We explore the sea. We scuba dive. We send submarines down and<br />

film Jacque Cousteau specials and all of that. I suggest to you that a present-day kind of<br />

application would be to have your sins put in the bottom of a toxic waste dump where nobody<br />

wants to go poking around. Nobody should go poking in a toxic dump.<br />

When I sin, because of the work of Jesus on the cross, I am forgiven. <strong>The</strong> moment I make<br />

confession—with confession comes forgiveness—right then, I am forgiven.<br />

I need to remember that there is a serious thing about sin. <strong>The</strong> seeds that I sowed in my sin will<br />

still come up. It is inevitable. With confession comes instant forgiveness. In fact, it is already<br />

done. <strong>The</strong> price has already been paid. It has already been taken care of, as far as the Father is<br />

concerned, because of the propitiating work of Jesus Christ. Now I am declared justified. It is just<br />

as if I never sinned. I am free, but the seeds I planted in that season are going to come up.<br />

That is why a lot of us are beginning to learn to hate sin. <strong>The</strong> beginning of wisdom is to fear God,<br />

we are told. And the fear of God is to hate sin. We begin to realize that even though we are<br />

recipients of grace and joyous forgiveness, sin brings some real stinking repercussions. <strong>The</strong> birds<br />

come home to roost inevitably. It is not God’s doing. He is not punishing me. That has been taken<br />

care of at the cross of Calvary. It is the results of the crop that I planted. <strong>The</strong> birds come home to<br />

roost.<br />

This story in our newspaper last fall cracks me up.<br />

<strong>The</strong> story goes on—<br />

<strong>The</strong> birds come home to roost. A man showing off a turkey he<br />

thought he had killed, was shot in the leg when the wounded bird<br />

thrashed around in his car trunk and triggered his shotgun.<br />

Sheriff Warren Silk said, “<strong>The</strong> turkeys are fighting back.” <strong>The</strong><br />

accident occurred last week after Lan shot the turkey, put it in<br />

his car along with his loaded shotgun. <strong>The</strong>y drove to a<br />

neighbor’s house to show the bird off. While the son was pulling<br />

the turkey out of the trunk, it began struggling, according to the<br />

sheriff, and his claw fired the gun. <strong>The</strong> shot went through the<br />

side panel of the car and shot the senior Lan’s leg.<br />

He shot this turkey a week before turkey season began. So not<br />

only was he shot in the leg, but he also was stiffly fined for<br />

doing it. <strong>The</strong> turkeys are fighting back. <strong>The</strong> birds come home to<br />

roost.

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