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Warning Lights

I am driving a rental car during my holidays this week. Yesterday, the warning light on the dashboard came on to tell me that I had low tire pressure.  Sure enough, when we checked, the front right tire was low.  We immediately stopped at a service station and put air in all the tires.  Still the light remained lit.  So this morning we went to a tire service centre and had tem check the tires again.  This time we removed the front right tire and resealed it.  The attendant then filled the tire, checked the pressure on the other tires and sent us on our way.  Guess what?  The warning light is still on.  After checking the car manufacturer's website, I discovered that if the sensor doesn't reset itself, the only option is to take it to a dealer who has the special tool necessary to recalibrate the sensor.


Now most of us in life blow through the warning lights that come our way with way too little thought.  But what do you do with a warning light that stays on even after you have responded exactly as you should have responded?


For example, our conscience is often a good warning light.  Most of us find it much too easy to ignore it and go on our merry way.  But sometimes, we respond exactly as God designs.  We repent of the particular sin.  We make restitution.  We pray for and receive forgiveness. However, the blinking light of conscience keeps flashing - telling us we are in the wrong.  So what do we do?


Little children, let us not love in word or talk but in deed and in truth.
 By this we shall know that we are of the truth and reassure our heart before him;
 for whenever our heart condemns us, God is greater than our heart, and he knows everything.
 Beloved, if our heart does not condemn us, we have confidence before God;
 and whatever we ask we receive from him, because we keep his commandments and do what pleases him. (1Jo 3:18-22 ESV)


Our heart is fallen and sinful like the rest of us.  Sometimes we have to believe Jesus even more than we believe our own conscience.  God is greater than our heart.

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