Within the service I thought about the idea that the line for many of us is like a cliff edge, that we really don't want to fall over. But thankfully as we travel down the road there is usually a barrier to stop us falling, and that barrier is usually a few feet from the drop.
With the comfort and knowledge of the barrier it is tempting to travel as close to the barrier as possible. But the problem with this practice is that just one stumble across the barrier and down we go... how much better would it be to seek to travel in the middle of the road... giving ourselves a barrier before the barrier. This means that if I wobble or stumble, I am still safely well away from actually falling or crossing the line or transgressing.
But what about when we have to spend time with someone. For example, one friend, was travelling to a conference, 2 hours away, with a younger, attractive, female colleague. He was now cycling much closer to the barrier than he would have liked to. But, in his wisdom, he told a friend of this situation he would be in before it happened. In making himself accountable to someone else, his friend effectively made the barrier much higher whilst he was travelling close to it.
Jesus often went to the houses or attractive (and provocative women) but we never read that the disciples were surprised that he was there. They might have been shocked, but they knew where he was, he was always open with them, he made sure the barrier was high. When did the disciples not know where Jesus was? When did Jesus allow the barrier to go low? When he went off to pray and spend time with his Father!
But what about if we are not cycling, or under our own power and we are travelling with someone else? Another friend was telling me about this situation this week. He described how whilst watching an 'innocent' programme, the victims of the murderer were all attractive young women and the programme showed pictures of these women when alive. My friend felt he was being taken closer to the barrier, and this was not his choice. He did have a choice though. He could keep watching and allow the programme and his mind to wander wherever the programme makers wanted to take him, or he could get out of the car! This is what he did, he got up and turned off the TV. He made a choice to get back into the middle of the road. When Potiphar's wife tried to drive Joseph close to the barrier (and hopefully way past the barrier!), he got out of the car - he ran away... and didn't stop running until he was well and truly back in the safety of the middle of the road.
Do you have friends who you can be accountable to? Those who will build the barrier when necessary, those who will cycle down the hill with you, encouraging and supporting each other to walk in the middle of the road. I have been meeting with a few friends to chat and pray each Wednesday morning for a few years - but now it is time to step it up a mark... please be my fellow middle road travelers. Allow me to build up the barriers for you, as you do the same for me.
Please don't read this wrong! Middle road living is not boring, it is the place where the most risky and bold things can be attempted for God...For why do I want to cross the line? Or even get close to crossing the line?
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