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A Small Wrong Choice

“The LORD saw how great the wickedness of the human race had become on the earth, and that every inclination of the thoughts of the human heart was only evil all the time.” Genesis 6:5NIV

During the time of Noah we find our text. Two verses earlier God restricted man’s life to 120 years because of man’s choice to continually sin.

The reason behind the name for this devotional series came from a talk with a drug addict. I was told, ‘I didn’t start to come to the place of losing everything, family, name, dreams— I simply made a small wrong choice, which led to another. It snowballed from there. Here I am unable to get free.’

Choices control the outcome of everything. Acts 5:1-10 Ananias and his wife owned property, which they sold. They decided to say they were generous by giving ‘all’ to the needy. Meanwhile they conspired to lie about how much money they received to Holy Spirit. Their lie ended in death for both of them. A chance was given to tell the truth, but they didn’t.

King Saul chose to quit waiting on Prophet Samuel to sacrifice the sheep to God, see 1Samuel 13. A seemingly small choice ended up removing Holy Spirit from his life entirely. Chosen and anointed by God to be king of Israel ended up with becoming demon-possessed. His final and worst blunder was calling upon a witch to bring Samuel up from death. He never repented,only made excuses. Saul ended up dead without God.

King David made three major bad choices. He raped Bathsheba, then killed her husband to keep from the rape being found out. Also, he counted the people. The greatest difference between Saul and David was repentance. Whenever the prophet came to David, he admitted his sin, confessed it, and changed his ways. Still those choices reaped horrible crops. All his family through the next few generations had sexual issues; his one son killed another son; that son also tried to murder David.

Yahweh gave Saul, David, even Ananias and his wife opportunities to choose to change, repent, tell the truth. Only one chose to repent-reform their sinful lifestyles.

Today we still have seemingly small, but actually major choices. Prophets are declaring God wants to reset and bless the USA. Many Believers are speaking against these prophecies— speaking against the man God chose to lead our nation at this moment. Daniel 2:21NIV “He controls the course of world events; He removes kings and sets up other kings. …”

Biden was even chosen by God to show us how awful things could become. Now Trump has been chosen and given mandates to implement for the church. Believers are going against God repeating the lying news, and gossiping against the President saying awful things about the one God has chosen for these four years. They’re also not praying God’s prophecies into fruition.

We have choices. Accept the one God has given us for President this time period. Pray for all our leaders— see 1Timothy 2:1-2. Pray for God’s plans to come to pass as He is declaring through the prophets. Shut up. Keep our opinions and the news off our lips. Don’t give our words to fuel satan’s world problems. Or we can go against my advice and see what consequences we have to pay for our arrogance and pride in thinking we know a better way than God’s way. It’s your choice. You choose.

LET’S PRAY: LORD God help us to learn to do things Your way, quit running our mouths, and help birth what You want in this world. May we all repent in the name of Jesus Christ I pray.

Author: Autobot2001 Genre: Fanfiction Fandom: Call of Duty: Modern Warfare Rating: T Warning: None Pairing: None Description: Jamie is captured and refuses to give any information on Task Force 141.

Day 1.1; @ailesswhumptober: Contusion @whumptober-archive: "Please don't cry." @angstober: Wrong choice

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She knew the answer before she even asks the question I can see the disappointment and sadness A tear in her eye, just waiting to slip the cornea and it will by god, it will

And I tense up before she starts her stream of accusations a fist, dead center of my drooping face I hate to see her cry, but it seems to be all I know how to do

Are you high?

The words punch like bullets and if I wasn’t already lying down I sure would be after that blow I know you already know, but I’ve got spunk and I’ll try and lie my way out of this Shaking my head like an excited dog

I didn’t want to see her cry but I never did think of the consequences Behold, my kingdom of impulse behavior

Why?

She adds an extra shot and I want to explain to her that this is the only way I can somehow find the will to like myself But I don’t and I just shrug once again leaving the only person hellbent on saving me with another nights of too stoned silent treatment

We’ll crawl into bad and she’ll fall asleep after silently crying as I drift off on my sedative ignorant of the tears beside me and even if I’d known there was nothing I could have done