Every Monday morning I ride the 80 from the Natatorium(where I work) to the Union. It's a longer bus ride so I usually get a seat and settle in while we pick up all the students from lakeshore trying to cram on so they don't have to make the long trek to class in the cold.
One Monday, while sitting the front section of the bus I noticed how inefficient back packs make public transportation. If we didn't have them we could get way more people on the bus and it would be easier to get on and off without having to bust out twenty yoga positions while jostling through the crowd. What struck me this particular morning was that it wasn't just that people have backpacks on but rather how unaware they are of how much space they take up and how bulky they truly are. From my seat I could see exactly how much the backpacks got in the way of the carrier and the other riders.
I think sin is this way. When you are off on your own carrying your own sin only weighs you down and doesn't really get in the way of others. But when we come into contact with other people, sin, like our backpacks, gets in the way and makes it difficult to navigate through life and work together. The difficulties are evident but we can't always see this ourselves; we no we have sin, but aren't aware of how bulky it is.
That is why we need people in our lives. People to bump into us to make us aware that we are wearing backpacks, that we have sin in our lives, and people to sit on the outside that can notice our backpacks for us, alert us of our sin so we can remove it from our lives.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
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