There it sat. On the sidewalk. Alone. Usually they would line the streets like soldiers waiting for the arrival of the Queen, but not today.
Because of the holidays the collection day for my garbage can (did you guess) had changed, but I had studied the leaflet, so out it went. I thought it strange that none of my neighbours had put out theirs, but still reckoned that I was right. Returning later in the day with still no cans out, I had to admit defeat and, under cover of darkness, bring mine back in. Believe me it's not easy to do that quietly! You feel as if everyone is at their curtains, shaking their heads sadly. Poor old boy got the day wrong. How embarrassing.
I was wrong
When I read the leaflet again I had to admit that I was wrong. Isn't life like that at times? When we do wrong, sin the Bible calls it, we often justify it by saying that others have got it wrong, or they don't understand what we are going through. They're out of step, not us.
But deep down we know that there is never a right time to do the wrong thing.
Time to stand alone?
But conversely there are times when we ought to stand alone; when we are right to be out of step with behaviour or actions that the world thinks is OK. When we are tempted to do or say things that we know to be wrong or against God's standard for life. As St Paul put it, “Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will.”
There is never a wrong time to do the right thing. And that includes accepting Jesus as our friend and Saviour.