They're Only Q-tips

Earlier this month, I paid a visit to Crutchfield Dermatology in Eagan, Minn. to take care of some reoccurring blemishes on my face and neck. The technical term for what I had is beyond my scope, but my man knew exactly what it was and prescribed something that cleared it up in a few weeks. If you live in the Twin Cities area, I personally endorse seeing Dr. Crutchfield with any skin ailments whatsoever. Especially if you are a person of color, he specializes in ethnic skin.

To get to the heart of the matter, while waiting to see the good doctor, I noticed a jar of Q-tips with long stems on the desk. I immediately said out loud, “I can use those Q-tips to clean Sam’s ears.” Sam is one of our cats.

At that time, I decided I was going to snag some of the Q-tips and made my wife corroborate by opening her purse to stash the goods. Now get this! Two minutes after confiscating the Q-tips, my conscience began to work on me. I immediately became convicted for taking the Q-tips and told my wife to open her purse so I could put them back in the jar before someone came in.

A lot of people might say, “They’re only Q-tips,” but that didn’t matter to me. The Holy Spirit convicted my conscience and helped me to realize that I was stealing. Although it was something as small and insignificant as Q-tips, it was still wrong.

The moral of the story is, sin is sin and wrong is wrong. Even though there are varying sins, we should be cognizant not to do the minor sins just like we are with the major ones. If you think about it, minors oftentimes lead to majors, and they both make those who believe in the Lord Jesus Christ fall to their knees and repent, or at least they should.

And get this, the nurse gave me a bag of those Q-tips, and all I had to do was ask.