A few days ago it got to be pretty treacherous in parking lots and on sidewalks. As the cold temperatures and ice descended on the city the pavement seemed to hold a nefarious secret. Even though it only appeared wet, it was actually very slick. This is what we call “black ice”—that insidious slick stuff that passes itself off as mere moisture when in fact it is far more brutal.
Ensconced within my office I don’t usually go out into it myself until most of the traffic has gone for the day, but I have heard numerous reports of (and have witnessed with my own eyes) people sliding and falling on parking lots and sidewalks. Some of these folks just nonchalantly stepped out of their doors, apparently deceived by the appearance of the pavement, only to be surprised to find themselves flat on their backs. So black ice does. It looks like simple wet concrete—perhaps even a puddle here or there—when in fact it is slick and dangerous.
The accuser has been known to do that. Paul writes that “even Satan disguises himself as an angel of light.” Deception is in his nature, and he’d trick you if you let him. That’s why it is so important that we fill our lives with prayer. When we’re in conversation with our Father it will be difficult for Satan to lure us onto spiritual black ice: “And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.”
That’s something to think about.