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Strategically set throughout the stadium by skilled experts, a series of powerful explosives waited for detonation. It wasn’t an overnight take down Texas Stadium game plan. The implosion of large structures never is. Months of planning and weeks of setting charges in precise locations preceded the plumes of smoke, dust, and debris that rose from the collapsing building. If your heart can take it, Cowboys fans, you can relive the moment on YouTube. Just click this link.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=14OQByZRxWc

As I sat thinking about it, I fired up ye old laptop and done a little research and here’s what I found on Wikipedia about implosions.

“Implosion is a process in which objects are destroyed by collapsing (or being squeezed in) on themselves. The goal is to induce a progressive collapse by weakening or removing critical supports. Therefore the building can no longer withstand gravity loads and will fail under its own weight. These explosives are progressively detonated on supports throughout the structure. Then, explosives on the lower floors initiate the controlled collapse.”

Wow! How much does that sound like the way stories in life often go? You know, those last few sentences before you read the words, “the end”.  All along the devil has been planning your destruction placing a charge here, a charge there. Each one, one at a time, set at those strategic points where you are most vulnerable; the load bearing walls, the piers, and beams that undergird and support the superstructure of your life and relationships with God, family, friends and others you know and interact with each day.

Followers of Jesus beware. That innocent cup of coffee in the breakroom you begin looking forward to with someone, not your spouse. Those posts you Like and Share on social media. Those harmless, meaningless things we say and do that skirt along the razor’s edge of appropriate, ethical behavior. A break from church a few Sundays, missing a night or two of prayer time, or bible reading; I know, you’ll double up tomorrow night – of course you will.

What these tiny little insignificant, don’t mount up to much things most always turn out to be are small blocks of C3, sticks of spiritual dynamite awaiting the enemy to detonate. Plumes of smoke, dust, and debris will follow.

Some of the best advice we can offer ourselves and others to keep those protective walls up and our spiritual houses intact comes in the words of a song I learned as a child in church:

Be careful little eyes what you see

Be careful little eye what you see

For the Father up above Is looking down in love

So be careful little eyes what you see.

Be careful little ears what you hear

Be careful little ears what you hear

For the Father up above Is looking down in love

So be careful little ears what you hear.

Be careful little tongue what you say

Be careful little tongue what you say

For the Father up above Is looking down in love

So be careful little tongue what you say.

Be careful little hands what you do

Be careful little hands what you do

For the Father up above Is looking down in love

So be careful little hands what you do

Be careful little feet where you go

Be careful little feet where you go

For the Father up above Is looking down in love

So be careful little feet where you go