He that is good for making excuses is seldom good for anything else. ~Benjamin Franklin
He made excuses as long as I knew him. A Vietnam Vet, he battled demons all his adult life. Alcohol abuse, domestic violence, shame, grief, and sorrow became his best friends. He knew there was something better, but better was harder and he just didn’t have any fight left.
He read the Bible, knew the right answers, but couldn’t bring himself to believe that they were the answers for him. He was beyond salvation.
Do you know someone like my friend?
“But they all alike began to make excuses. The first said, ‘I have just bought a field, and I must go and see it. Please excuse me.’ Luke 14:18 NIV
They give their life to business. They need to work. There are bills to pay, appearances to keep up. The kids need braces, dance classes, college. The car needs maintaining, the house repainting, and the face uplifting. They never see the kids’ teeth, enjoy the car ride, or rest in the house.
The claims of business usurp the claims of God on their life.
“Another said, ‘I have just bought five yoke of oxen, and I’m on my way to try them out. Please excuse me.’ Luke 14:19 NIV
They need the latest technology, the best clothes, the flashiest trips. They’re always on the run, waving their hellos and goodbyes at the same time. Their life is lived in Instagram pixels and Snap Chat comebacks.
They are consumed by the novelty of their new possessions, and God gets crowded out.
“Still another said, ‘I just got married, so I can’t come.’ Luke 14:20 NIV
They meet for family dinners every week, only vacation with relatives, and cousin camp is a summer must. Their friends’ list has two surnames. Their contacts list reads like a lineage from western European royalty. And their street culminates in a family cul-de-sac.
Their earthly family takes precedence and God the Father becomes another ancestor hanging on the wall.
“Then the master told his servant, ‘Go out to the roads and country lanes and compel them to come in, so that my house will be full. I tell you, not one of those who were invited will get a taste of my banquet.’” Luke 14:23-24 NIV
My friend was invited to the feast, but in the end he thought the grace period had run out. He never accepted, never tasted, never enjoyed.
Don’t make excuses.
It’s time to accept.