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The Casualties of Idol Worship

Idol worship is rarely obvious at first. It happens gradually. We make money. Buy nice things. Spend time with amazing people. Dedicate ourselves to our work, gifts, crafts, and families. And in the midst of all those things, sometimes, we neglect God. This is a problem and totally unacceptable. However, God has a way of dethroning things He allows us to be blessed with. Some of us lose jobs, which impacts our income and lifestyles. He strips away different people and relationships we cherish – even ones we never imagined would end. He allows a child to get sick, a family member to pass away, breakups, a separation and/or divorce to be final, and other relationships to fade away because He's God and can do whatever He wants. He loves us too much to allow us to esteem ourselves, a position, income, relationships, or material things above Him. Exodus 20:3-5 reads, “You shall have no other gods before me. You shall not make for yourself an idol in the form of anything in heaven above or on the earth beneath or in the waters below. You shall not bow down to them or worship them; for I, the Lord your God, am a jealous God…” Is there anything or anyone you’ve been idolizing in your life that needs to be dethroned? If so, do it before God does. I used to worship friendship. I love having valuable and meaningful friendships in my life, but I no longer worship them. In the past, I experienced the repercussions of doing so and it was painful. One by one, I watched God dismantle different friendships I had, leaving me with open wounds and a broken heart. Being handled by God changed my entire approach. He doesn’t mind us having nice things, positions, or people in our lives, but He doesn’t want any of those things to completely have us or come before Him. Never forget that.




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