I remember back in the days of playing softball at a local bar there was one game when one of our outfielders mis-judged a fly ball and it wound up going over his head and rolled to the fence. One of the other outfielders on our team, playing next to the him, started laughing and hollered “STOP-DROP-and ROLL!”.
I think I was the only person in the world who never heard that phrase. When I asked him about it, he told me, clearly baffled by my stupidity, “he got burned, that’s what you do when you’re on fire – stop, drop, and roll.”
As I woke up this morning I started thinking about that phrase and relating it to yesterday (and other days like it)….
Most of us have moments, minutes, or hours even, where our thoughts go where they shouldn’t. When you have spent a large portion of your life immersed in wickedness it is more likely because there are more triggers to remind you of your wicked past (or am I the only one that is true of?). It could be a song, a sign, a person, a social media post, or whatever.