Goose Control

I was walking around the college campus waiting for Asherel's class to end a couple of days ago. I found a lovely little lake, tree lined, right out the back of the college. The one problem was the sidewalk was marred by green clumps of goose poop. There were geese all over the place. Still, I don't mind geese, and I was enjoying the peaceful serene scene. Suddenly, there was a raucous blast of terrifyingly loud goose noises. It made me nearly jump out of my shoes. It sounded like a very aggressive goose on steroids was going ballistic. However, the geese were all just standing around, looking bored. Then I noticed speakers all along the back wall of the college. The speakers were blasting aggressive goose noises, I presume to frighten away the geese and their poop. From what I could tell, it wasn't working.

I had also noticed several dog cutouts scattered about the grounds. Some were even on springs, so that the breeze could make them bob and look real. The geese were quietly chomping grass, and pooping, right next to the bobbing dogs. So much for the attempts of our higher education system to deal with this problem. I wondered if Asherel was getting her money's worth here.... (actually, since it is public funded dual enrollment for qualified high schoolers, it is free).

The geese, in the face of fake predators, were completely under-awed. I was quite astounded by the lengths to which the college was going to make the geese feel threatened, and all to no avail. I wondered if anyone was collecting data to show that perhaps their money could be diverted to some more useful project, like reducing the cost of a single math book from $200 to something halfway less likely to cause brain hemorrhage. This was, in my mind, a clear-cut case of distorted priorities.

And really, the college is not alone in distorted priorities. I would hazard to say that most of us have our priorities skewed. I suspect most of us are constructing elaborate defenses against inconsequential enemies while the real war we should be fighting is ignored. There is a cosmic battle going on right now, in every one of us, for our souls. Evil is a living and voracious enemy, and it loves for us to be diverted by the silly preoccupations of our distracted hearts. I think every choice we make is a skirmish in the war of Good and Evil. The battle belongs to The Lord and if we are not trusting in His armor, putting our faith in His strength...we are dog statues, bouncing on springs while our enemy laughs at us. I think every battle we fight on our own power is like blasting fake goose taunts at geese who know better.
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For I do not do the good I want, but I do the very evil I do not want! Now if I do what I do not want, it is no longer me doing it but sin that lives in me. So, I find the law that when I want to do good, evil is present with me. For I delight in the law of God in my inner being. But I see a different law in my members waging war against the law of my mind and making me captive to the law of sin that is in my members. Wretched man that I am! Who will rescue me from this body of death? Thanks be to God through Jesus Christ our Lord!.... (Romans 7:19-25 NET)

The Lord deserves praise! Day after day he carries our burden, the God who delivers us. (Selah) Our God is a God who delivers; the Lord, the sovereign Lord, can rescue from death. Indeed God strikes the heads of his enemies, the hairy foreheads of those who persist in rebellion. (Psalms 68:19-21 NET)





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