Celena and I have safely returned from Las Vegas. I praise God for safe travel on airplane and shuttle bus. It’s good to be home! As I reflect upon my trip, I can honestly tell you that Sin City is still Sin City. I witnessed a plethora of sin on our short vacation, including sexually-explicit billboards (stationary and moving [cabs, vans, trucks, etc.]), adult children not honoring a parent, a wedding which ignored God, an abundance of profanity, drunkenness, and on and on the list could go. I am convinced that Las Vegas is no more sinful than Altanta or Dallas or Milwaukee or Nashville. It’s just more explicit or in-your-face than in other places. I don’t miss that. Trust me, Dayton, TN, has sin. It has my sin! There is an abundance of temptations. But I appreciate the restraining influence of the Christian Church. The “Bible belt” is slowly becoming like other parts of the nation, but I am grateful that the negative transformation is coming at a slow pace. Today finds me thankful that we no longer live in Sin City. Today also finds me thankful for the spiritual encouragement I received in the desert. I was greatly edified from the fellowship with my brothers in Christ, and I was blessed from my visit to Hope Baptist Church. Hanging out with my Mom was also a highlight. The one-on-one time with Celena was invaluable. It was a good trip. It’s good to be home. Sin City is still Sin City. Tim is still tired. I hope you are well.
Reflections on the Quest: Sin City is still Sin City