It's "The Jerry Springer Show," the original trash TV. Jerry was asked if it was difficult to find his outlandish guests. "Are you kidding?" he laughed. "They are in every neighborhood in America. Yours too." Have you perused a magazine rack lately? Looked at the covers? Read the titles of the articles? Sodom and Gomorrah have nothing on us. Lot's wife looked back with a longing regret. She loved the lifestyle. And we buy the magazines.
Then Jesus took our sins, like those of Sodom and Springer, and mine, and made them his own. He was pierced for our transgressions; he was crushed for our iniquities (Isaiah 53:5). He took what I deserve. That's mercy. Then he gives me his righteousness. That's grace. He became like me so that I could become like him. That's love.
My Lord and Savior God, Your love is overwhelming. You love me and I am not worthy of it. You love me anyway. Thank you for that, and thank you, as well, for hating sin. I need to hate sin more. What it does to me, what it has done to Your creation. I look forward to Your coming Kingdom, when sin is removed, when holiness is the way of the world, when Jesus reigns. Turn my longings toward You, my desires toward Your ways.