The Pig of Sin I would like to explore a spiritual truth with you through a true story about my son, Canaan, and myself. The concept that I would like to portray it that sin must be removed completely. We are not saved from sin to continue to wallow in it. Rather, Jesus Christ suffered upon the cross of Calvary to save us from sin. He paid the price of death so that we would not die the second death. He paid the price of death so that we could be freed from the clutches of sin. Not sin covered by the Blood, but sin washed away by the Blood. One day Canaan and I went to a certain persons home to pick up a pig that we were going to take it to the butcher. When we got to the location of the pig there remained a question of transportation for the pig, and with great counsel from the homeowner we decided on our course of action. We would barrow the small pickup truck from the homeowner and “hog tie” the pig into the back of the pickup. Once that was decided upon it was time to put our plan into action. So, off we went to the pig pin to catch the pig. Have you ever tried to rope a pig? If you have ever thought of the way that God designed the pig you will know that it is very, very difficult. The pig is most often able to slip the noose and run free, and to make the pig roping even more interesting – there were numerous pigs in the pin, and we were after one particular sow. After an extended period of roping we knew that it was going to take a little more involvement. Have I told you about the pin? You see, the pin was full of pigs and the byproducts of pigs. And while it had rained, the heavenly moisture had not washed away the muck of the pig pin. Rather, it had made it very squishy and slippery. This is why Canaan had borrowed a pair of gum boots from the homeowner. And the boots were doing a fine job up to this point of our story. It was time to rethink our strategy, and without the aid of gum boots – I joined Canaan and the homeowner in the pig pin, and immediately remembered how slippery pig mire can be. The thought was that with three people we could more easily separate the sow from the herd, and with her separated we could hopefully corner her and then it would be possible to rope her. We were still holding on to that hope. Around and around we went – all three of us. Again and again and again, until Canaan reached the point of desperation. As the pig rushed past me one more time Canaan executed a move that would have made any NFL player proud. At just the right moment Canaan launched himself into the air with great force and agility. And before that pig knew what was coming… Canaan executed the most perfect of tackles, the sow was down. And not only down, but Canaan had also launched himself with rope in hand, and as he tackled the pig, the noose was slipped over its head. What a marvelous tribute to youth and agility. The pig was caught. But at a price, Canaan was covered with the pig pin mire. With the pig subdued we hoisted her into the back of the truck with the help of a tractor. With great “skill” we tied that sow diagonally across the bed of the pickup. Her front feet tied together and then secured to the front corner of the bed, her back feet tied together and secured to the opposite rear corner of the truck. It was a sight to behold. It was amazing. We had a pig tied up in the back of the truck. And when you stood back you couldn’t even see it. So off to town we headed – to take the pig to the butcher. Inside the truck we quickly opened the windows. Canaan was COVERED with mire, and oh what a smell. The pig barely moved on the trip into town. That is until we came to the stop sign where she decided it was time to try the ropes. That sow could really shake that little truck. I quickly began moving again and the sow relaxed a little, but she was no longer laying on her side. She was now on her stomach, legs stretched out fore and aft. And wouldn’t you know it, we came to the next stop light and it was red. As I came to a stop the sow decided to make her move for freedom. She began to thrash in an attempt to free her feet and legs. And as she thrashed the little truck shook violently. And as the truck shook I noticed the police car. And the policeman looking right at us. I began to pray. What else could I do? I knew that she would settle down if I began to move, but my light was red, and the police officer was looking right at us. “God please help us – do not let this pig escape.” With the prayer I caught a vision of our pig running the streets of town, a vision which caused me to pray with more fervency. How would I explain to that policeman why my pig was running on his streets? God was merciful. The light changed to green and we started to move, and our friend the pig settled down. We arrived at the butcher without further incidence. I did laugh, however. When Canaan got out of the truck to walk into the butcher, he was a sight to behold. Gum boots filled to capacity, and he was covered with pig mire. And when he walked in to asked them where to off load the pig, they looked at the truck and asked where the pig was. All they could see was me. And all Canaan said was “In the truck.” I sure hope that they didn’t think he was talking about me. When we drove around the back of the building to off load the pig, we were met by two workers. And when I backed the truck up to the dock they caught sight of the pig, and with laughter from the workers on the dock – Canaan and I slid our pig out of the truck and departed. And as we drove away we could still hear the workers laughing. The pig in the pin has some spiritual significance. When we were in the home of the pig we were contaminated by the mire. I was not as bad as Canaan, but I smelled just like him. Hilda would not have allowed me to enjoy the comforts of our home until I did something about the mire that was upon me. I could argue with her; “I am not covered like Canaan, I did not wrestle the pig like Canaan, Compared to Canaan I am “clean.’” And while that was true… I still had the filth and stench. The truth is that sin is not quantitative. It does not matter how much is there. It only matters that it is there. And the wages of Sin is death – Romans 6:23 The pig in the truck contains another spiritual truth. Even though it seemed that we had the pig under control – it was not going to stay under control. When we stopped in town and the pig began to thrash around it was only a matter of time before it would get loose. Even though no one knew the pig was in the back of the truck – it was there. Even though it did not get loose “that time”” it would get loose. And when it did get loose – the mess we would be in. Try to explain to the police why there is a pig running free in his town. Try to explain to God on the day of judgement why you have sin in your life. And how silly others thought the pig tied in a truck was. It made sense to us – and it did work, but how silly is it when you think of the sin you are concealing in your life. Something that is so deadly as sin and we conceal it out of shame. The same as Adam and Eve trying to conceal their nakedness with a few fig leaves. Ever try to sew leaves together? How long do you think that is going to last? Yet, many try all sorts of feeble methods to conceal their sin, all sorts of way to control their sin. And yet there is only one way to deal with sin. Sin must be eradicated. Eradicate means: To remove or destroy completely. Jesus says to go and sin not more. The only way to fulfill Jesus words in John 8:11 is to be done with sin – “Go and Sin no More” As long as the pig was in the truck it had to potential of escape. And the longer the pig stayed in the truck – the dirtier and smellier it got. Others would eventually notice, the smell , the sound. You cannot continue to hide sin. It will eventually overcome you. Sin must be done away with – eradicated. We eradicated the pig. We dropped it off at the butcher. And when we dropped it off we no longer had to worry about it. We could once again be clean. We could drive through any town with ease. Our pig could never escape. Our pig could never embarrass. Our pig could never again cover us in filth. Jesus Christ makes it possible to be done with sin. This is the only way we can fulfill what Scripture tells us in 1 John 5:18(NIV) We know that anyone born of God does not continue to sin… It is by the power of the Blood of Jesus Christ that we can be done with sin. Washed clean. Sanctified through and through.
This leaves us with a question: “Will we be done with sin?”
James Craig Lead Pastor