Don't Pet the Foxes #2

As I was writing my last post about camp, God dropped this little nugget into my lap. It won’t be long, but was worthy of sharing.

At the NOMO campgrounds there has been an increase of what I think are red foxes and their babies, which are friendly. On day two of camp, the leaders were briefed on the situation and asked to inform our kids not to pet the foxes. In my head I’m like, okay foxes, why would I want to pet them? That is until I saw them. The were so cute! And they were babies, which made them even cuter. After seeing them, the idea of cuddling one of them didn’t seem so weird. This is probably because they are the same size as my pup that passed away back in March. I still stayed away from them by the way, because rabies…

Here’s what God dropped on me: the foxes are like sin. At first you don’t want anything to do with sin. It’s bad and you stay away. Then as you are around it more, that sin seems like it might be okay and maybe isn’t so bad. But then, it turns into that cute fuzzy creature that lures you away from what you know is true and right. And suddenly, that cute fuzzy creature that you picked up and cuddled because it reminded you of a puppy, turns around and bites you, inflicting pain upon you. Now, you have to go to the hospital and have a series of rabies shots, which I would imagine are pretty painful too. Sin hurts you and those around you. Once you dabble with sin, the recovery isn’t easy.

So, don’t pet the foxes and don’t dabble in sin.

Here are a few baby red foxes for your viewing pleasure! Until next time!