We recently had a pack of wild dogs on our farm. When you have twelve dogs running together, everything starts out as fun. They’re playing, running, and having a great time enjoying life.
All of a sudden they see a cow, and they start chasing it. It’s so much fun, that when they find another cow, they chase it as well. And when it doesn’t move as fast, they decide to grab it by the tail. What fun!
Then they seem a calf that’s not much bigger than they are. This time, they decide to go bite that one. Again, all in fun. But before long, they’re standing around eating a calf.
See, the trouble with trouble is it starts out as fun. As the wild dogs ran together, they got bolder and bolder and bolder.
And it’s not only wild dogs. My five year old grandson is an incredibly intelligent young man. He’ll be in pre-kindergarten next year. But if you don’t keep him challenged, something’s going to be lit on fire or blow up.
The reason I know that is because he’s just like his daddy. And the reason I know that is because his daddy’s just like me. If I get bored, something’s coming apart.
And once I’m in trouble, it throws everything off balance. Once one thing is out of balance, it permeates everything I do. I can’t be a good manager, a good accountant, or a good friend if I’m out of balance.
And when I’m out of balance, I don’t see God, even though he’s there every day. And even if I could get by with that, I’m no longer as efficient as I could be.
Of course, there’s nothing wrong with having fun. But you have to be careful that you don’t become too consumed with having fun. Fun should not take the place of living an intentional, purposeful life.