(I promised more on Vegas… I got distracted, but here’s my final thought)
The only difference between what happens in Sin City and what happens in my small town is location.
In Vegas sin takes place right out in the open, on street corners and public spaces. Here sin takes place in the shadows.
OK, so there aren’t prostitutes on every street corner and strip clubs at every turn. But we have our fair share of sin. A national report just concluded that the state I live in tops the list for consumption of on-line pornography.
Sin is everywhere. Some communities just do a better job hiding it than others.
Or… we allow it to be in the open, we just don’t call it sin. We call it gossip, or white lies, or looking out for ourselves. But God doesn’t make distinctions between different kinds of sins. They all separate us from Him, they all damage our souls.
Here, in Northwest Arkansas, I may be able to hide my sin from you. But I cannot hide if from God. He sees. He knows. And He cares.
He cared enough to do something about it. The question is: What will I do? Will I accept the freedom He purchased for me and go and sin no more? Or will I reject the freedom He offers and continue to hide in the shadows.