One day many years ago God showed me that I had an idol in my life: reading my Calvin and Hobbs comic books. I think I had just about the entire collection. Not that there’s anything wrong with reading cartoon comics, but God showed me that reading them in excess was out of balance with my responsibilities. (A false balance is an abomination to the Lord. Prov. 11:1a)
I felt the prodding of the Holy Spirit to cut up my books! What? Couldn’t I just cut back on reading them? That would still be cutting, right, with no scissors involved? But the prodding increased. Why, Lord? Somehow I knew it went deeper than even my obsession with them.
He showed me that some of the material was feeding a weakness in which I had been praying to be an over-comer. But, God, cut them up? At that point I knew that He had left the decision to me. I had always heard that the Holy Spirit is a gentleman; now I knew what that meant. He wouldn’t force me to do it. It had to be my choice. I knew that if I cut up the books I would be delivered immediately in both areas.
If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed. John 8:36
I told my family what the Lord had showed me and they were supportive all the way even though they did ask me if I was sure I wanted to do this. I knew it would be difficult, but I decided that I would rather please the Lord and be free immediately than continually struggle with these temptations.
As I began to get the scissors out I faltered with my new decision. Those books were worth an awful lot of money. Couldn’t I just sell them? I felt that same familiar pressing of the Holy Spirit. I knew what I had to do.
I cried as I began to cut the first book. There were so many emotions flowing through me. At first I cried because I was cutting my valuable Calvin and Hobbs comic book collection. But then I cried because I felt myself becoming free.
(If you think I’m crazy, have you ever seen Fireproof? He took a baseball bat to his computer because he wanted to be free of a porn addiction! I could relate because I’m a passionate enough person to do something crazy because I want God more.)
I’ve never regretted my decision, I just smiled in the joy of my newfound freedom.
What’s the craziest thing you have ever done to be free of something? And for the bold: what do you want to be free of now?