The runaway printer

Sixteen!  

Sixteen irksome pages!

I had only wanted to print off one solitary copy but instead,

my demonic printer threw out sixteen copies like a billowing

river of white cascading from its mouth – what a waste!

Was it a technical glitch? Had I given the misbehaving machine an incorrect instruction? All the pages were wasted, but there was no use crying over spilt ink, so I returned to preparing my sermon.

I didn’t register the whirr of the printer as I focussed on the task, I didn’t hear the rhythmic shuffling sound of the copier in the background while I worked, until I returned to find, horror of horrors, that I now had an additional sixteen copies of my document! Yes, thirty two copies of the same page in total! Aargh!

And the page itself? It wasn’t just any page, it was a long, relentless catalogue of thirty‑two sins, lined up one after another. It felt as though the accuser was hurling every failure, every slip, every mistake at me without mercy, an endless barrage of accusations spilling out page after page.

The accuser of our brothers and sisters who accuses them before day and night, has been hurled down. Rev 12:10

Satan loves to throw past failures and past mistakes at us over and over again, like those thirty two copies of thirty two sins! But where satan keeps a list, God tears it up. Today don’t let the accuser destroy your day or bring you down with mistakes you find hard to forget, You are forgiven. Remember no more.

With Love,                                                                                               Rev Gill x

“I remember your sins no more” – God    Isa 43:25