Cindy’s Story
February 18, 2011 3 Comments
I remember a sermon that Chris preached years ago about sin not being so much of a slip as it is a long slide. It is not always an event as much as a process. I tend to be a little ADD at times, but I seemed to be able to pay attention to his preaching better than most. I, like most church members, looked at sin as being those mistakes in life that we all made and we just need to recognize the act as sin, confess it to God and try to do better next time. They were slips. He spoke of how sin is an entity, crouching and waiting to spring. (Genesis 4.7) The only guard is to be filled with the Spirit, keeping our eyes on Jesus. Failure to do so could result in a long slide. I never would have believed that something like that could happen to me. After all, I was at church every time the doors opened. I taught Sunday School, Girls in Action, sang in the choir, and my husband was a deacon. Things like that do not happen to people like us.
Or do they?
Scott and Cindy went together like peanut butter and jelly. We married very young and had a son and a daughter right away. Kevin and Kalyn were the best kids any mom or dad could ask for. What a happy family! Scott had been an all-star football player, but had put a career on hold to be a husband and father. He picked up welding as a trade and set aside his childhood dreams of going pro. Kevin followed in his father’s footsteps when it came to sports. He played football, baseball and ran track. I was going to be a dancer, but like Scott, put those plans off to be a wife and mother. So naturally when a daughter came along, dance she did and she did it well. Kalyn danced and played softball. We were a normal family. If we weren’t at one of the kids sports function, we were at church.
