The parking lot was full as I walked to the door of the gym. My shoes made their familiar “flip-flop” sound. I stepped too close to the edge of the sidewalk, fell over the 5 inch curb, and twisted my foot under me. I was on my back on the pavement, my ankle turned sideways. I laid there a few moments, people coming and going from the gym, before hopping up and announcing the famous, “I’m okay.”
Inside the door a staff member asked if I needed ice or anything. My little toe was scraped and bleeding, my ankle ached, but I sucked up the pain and told her I was just fine. I kept walking, despite the pain.
By bedtime, the area around my little toe was not only scraped and scabbed, but bruised. It was nothing compared to my ankle: swollen, deep purple, and very sore. A sprained ankle isn’t any fun.
Paul reminded the Christians in Philippi that they were living in the midst of a crooked and perverse generation (Philippians 2:15). The Greek word for “perverted” speaks of something turned thoroughly into a new shape which is distorted, twisted, perverted opposite from the shape or form it should be.
It’s easy to slip off the sidewalk and fall to the ground in a world that is twisted and perverted. God urges us to shine as lights in the world, holding fast the word of life (Philippians 2:15-16). That Word of life gives us the strength and stability to keep from becoming twisted like the world around us.