I hate rats. Lizards I can barely stand and cockroaches I detest. But rats, oh how I hate them. They're simply evil. Sometimes I think God must have created them after the Fall of Man as part of his punishment. There's no other apparent reason for their existence. It would seem their only job description is "destroy". Every other thing in creation seems to have a purpose: spiders control insects, bees pollinate flowers, even mosquitoes feed the fish. But rats!!! they seem to have never done a thing to contribute to the good of man.
I have a pet rat in my room that I've been trying to exterminate for a couple of weeks now. The problem is I have never actually seen it. Yeah I hear it, gnawing at wood while I'm trying to get some sleep. I've seen it's droppings just about everywhere. It shares the garri in my closet. And today I discovered to my dismay that it has chewed through my favorite wool sweater.
As I thought about this most annoying of creatures, I could hardly find anything to compare it to for it's most destructive power while remaining totally out of view. Hardly anything, that is, aside from sin. Yes I believe sin is just like these rats; so immensely destructive. It does it's work in the secret but the consequences are thrust out in the open like rat droppings. It eats away at what is best in our lives and has a knack for targeting what we've worked for years to achieve. It gives birth to other little sins if we are not diligent enough to root it out early enough.
It's so easy to see why Jesus considered it so important to teach his disciples to pray "deliver us from evil". And while you're at it Lord, deliver us from rats.
With love,
Doosuur
