THE COLONY OF TERMITES

"The sins of some men are conspicuous (openly evident to all eyes), going before them to the judgment [seat] and proclaiming their sentence in advance; but the sins of others appear later [following the offender to the bar of judgment and coming into view there] " - 1 Timothy 5:24 (AMP)

Several years ago, there was a big flourishing tree in the middle of an ancient village. The tree had developed a very deep root system that makes it practically impossible for it to be uprooted by rain and stormy wind. The strong root system also provides massive support for its flourishing branches and ever green leaves. Over time, this big tree became an envy of every other tree in the village.

On one sunny day, the villagers suddenly discovered that this enviable tree had fallen. But to their surprise, the tree was not pulled down by severe rains, storms or earthquake. When they closely examined the inside of the tree, they saw several insects. Obviously, that mighty tree was pulled down/ destroyed by those small insects - termites. For a long time, the small insects were busy quietly and secretly eating the soul of the tree and nobody in the village knew anything about it. The tree looked good outside but its trunk was being destroyed by those small termites from within. The evil mission that was impossible for strong stormy wind and earthquakes was orchestrated with ease by many tiny insects that appeared to be harmless. 

Unfortunately, many people are like that enviable tree in this generation. Even though they look very charming and glamorous outwardly, the colony of termite of the soul (sin) has secretly devoured them completely from within. They are nothing but a mobile corpse and a bomb about to explode. The termite of the soul has secretly eaten up their glorious destiny and may soon dump their carcass inside that Horrible Lake of Fire (Rev 21:8). 

Sin is a highly destructive termite and cancer of the soul. It is more deadly than Zika, Ebola or Lazza fever virus. It secretly destroys the soul of a man from within. The bible and history is full of many great destinies that have been destroyed by these evil insects. Yes, those small sins may appear harmless, but they are capable of secretly digging grave for someone in Hell. Please don’t ever think that because God has not done anything now means it is alright to continue in sin. Our God is simply patient, wanting us to get rid of it ourselves (2 Peter 3:9-10). 

Beloved, are you one of those enviable tree with colony of termites underneath? There is a way out for you. God can help you fumigate your soul with the blood of His dear son - Jesus Christ so that you will not be pulled down prematurely by the terrible colony of termite of the soul. But you have to confess your sins now and repent before the door of mercy is closed. There is no repentance in the grave  (Heb 9:27).

The hymn below describes the beauty of the mansions that  has been prepared for those who have escaped the invasion of the colony of termites in this world. 

I HOLD A CLEAR TITLE TO A MANSION By Wade Mainer, 1971

I've heard people talk about heaven, and describe it's beauty so rare,

so one day I purchased a title to that heavenly mansion so fair,

oh it was given to me without money, but it cost my dear Savior his life,

he died on the cross without murmur, for me he paid a dear price.

Chorus:

I hold a clear title to a mansion, that Jesus has gone to prepare,

fire cannot harm it, thieves cannot touch it, and it never will need a repair,

the termites can't harm it's foundation, for on the rock of ages it stands,

I feel it is almost completed, and it's ready for me to move in.

My deed was both signed and recorded, the day Jesus saved me from sin,

my name is engraved in gold letters, oh in that Lamb's book of life safe within,

now I'm an heir to a mansion in Glory, and from this life here I will roam,

I'm waiting for Jesus to call me, I'm gonna lay down my cross and go home.

So often I think of that city beyond the dark river of death,

someday to that land I'll be going when from here I've drawn my last breath,

they tell me that in that fair city, no sad disappointments will come,

no sorrow, no sickness, no dying will be known in that city above.

My prayer is that the power of the Holy Spirit will rage through the enclaves of our soul like a consuming fire to destroy the colony of termites that is eating us up secretly. And every enviable tree already destroyed by the termite of lust, anger, greed, hatred, pride, etc shall be restored in Jesus name. 

Good day and God bless.

Maranatha!

Bro. Okanlawon Taiwo 

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