“15 See then that you walk circumspectly, not as fools but as wise, 16 redeeming the time, because the days are evil. 17 Therefore do not be unwise, but understand what the will of the Lord is. 18 And do not be drunk with wine, in which is wickedness (corruption, stupidity); but be filled with the Spirit, 19 speaking to one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing and making melody in your heart to the Lord, 20 giving thanks always for all things to God the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, 21 submitting to one another in the fear of God.” Ephesians 5:15- 21
I just don’t know how to even begin to discuss this. I’m sure you saw the article this past week. Some guy gets stuck in the snow. Another guy, out of the kindness of his heart, tries to help the stuck guy. Stuck Guy pulls out a gun and shoots Kind Guy, knocking him down. Then – and I can’t begin to fathom this – stuck stands over Kind Guy and fires multiple shots, point blank.
Stuck Guy then gets back in the car and falls asleep. SWAT comes around and pulls him out of his car, placing him under arrest.
Today, January 26, 2016, Stuck Guy is now a REALLY Stuck Guy. Otherwise known as Marvin Jacob Lee, 27. He was in court today to face charges of first degree murder, complete with a striped prison suit and accessories. Shackles as they’re more commonly called. Wrists chained to waist and feet chained together.
His court-appointed attorney, Victoria Jayne, says, “He seems very depressed…He just seems very confused about everything that happened. He doesn’t recall a lot.”
I’m swinging between wanting to do the injections or flip the switch on Ol’ Sparky myself and feeling downright sorry for the poor SOB. Why feel sorry for him?
To all intents and purposes, he wakes up in jail only to find that his evil twin, Skippy, murdered a guy in cold blood. Imagine the shock and horror.
And who was Kind Guy? Jefferson Heavner, 26, a single dad. When a winter storm like Jonas comes ripping along, he fires up his 4WD and goes out looking for folks to help out in the blizzard. Why? His dad was killed in an accident during a blizzard. Jefferson just couldn’t stand the thought of that happening to someone else, so out he goes, into a night not fit for man nor beast.
His sister, Jessica “…said it was in her brother’s nature to help, explaining: ‘We always had some type of 4-wheel drive vehicle, and we would go out and look for people who had spun out in the ditches. It was something we always did to help out people in the community. It’s just something that was tradition, our thing to do. Every time we went to do that, we’d think about our dad.’
‘The last snowstorm we had, he called and said ‘I’ve got my four-wheel drive! You want to come along? We went out for two solid days pulling people out of ditches,’ she added.”
Jefferson’s son is just a toddler. Jessica says that when Jefferson has been gone for a while and she’s babysitting, he’ll start watching the front door very closely. Waiting for Dad.
Thanks to Marvin Jacob Lee, no amount of waiting will bring Jefferson back through that door. Lee’s evil twin, Skippy, came crawling out of one bottle or another…or maybe one bottle after another…did the dirty deed, and left him to take the rap.
According to his lawyer, Lee doesn’t remember doing it, and for that, I can’t help feeling a bit sorry for him. Even if he did bring it on himself. All he wanted to do was have a good time. Or maybe he has a whole boatload of problems and was self-medicating. Trust me; I know people who have pain and prescribe their own drugs, because they can’t afford or even think of going to a doctor.
All of us have that evil twin buried somewhere deep. All it takes is whatever our weakness is to uncover him. He comes out for bottles, pills, syringes… After some of the reading I’ve done lately, I’ll bet he even comes out to puke up dinner to keep his host under his control.
Skippy is a real part of us all. He’s the evil twin that tells us what he wants to do. He even convinces us that it’ll be fun. Skippy lives where the “good times” are, just like Peter warned: lewdness, lusts, drunkenness, revelries, drinking parties, and abominable idolatries (I Peter 4:3).
We all have two options; we can be unwise and drunk or we can make “melody in (our) heart(s) to the Lord.”
Garbage in; garbage out. Good stuff in; good stuff out.
Keep the old boy buried. Smother him with the love of God and surround yourself with others who have disowned their evil twin…Skippy.
Read the article for yourself: