There are weeds in the wheat field. But the field is not defined by the pests, but by the presence of wheat. It is not in submission to the desires of the weeds, but to the purpose of the planter and tender of the field. Weeds may grow, but wheat will be fostered. Some weeds may survive for now, but wheat will thrive forever. The Owner of the field has published His purposes for it. The wheat may appear at times to be a niche rebellion, but it is the rightful tenant of the terrain.
In the meantime, we are invited to whack the weeds. We are welcomed into the good work of pest control. We are called to husband our heritage and see it flourish. We are called to wreck the reign of the rebels. We are called to frustrate the goals of the Grosstapo. They work to spread their ugly, but our bulldozers of beauty are planting over their parking lots with wild flowers.
So. let's sabotage sin and propagate righteousness. The King has declared His designs for the world and it's time sin met some resistance.
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