A Time to Laugh

I read recently that the old black-dog-white-dog comparison made so often in our slice of the world should be revised. We usually hear that we have residing within us a white dog (Holy Spirit) and black dog (Satan/flesh/sin nature) that are fighting tooth-and-toenail to win, and the one who wins is the one we feed. Instead we should say that we have the white dog (Holy Spirit) residing within us, and out on the front lawn is a dead black dog. And we need to quit trying to feed and play with the dead, maggoty black dog.

This sermon from last Sunday is another reminder to stop playing with that dead black dog.