Jessica knew she wasn't supposed to be at this party. But it wasn't
her fault --- not really. She was on her way to the movies, just like she told
her parents, when she and Kathryn ran into a group of friends who invited
them into the party. "Let's go!" Jessica said to Kathryn. "I've always wanted
to go to one of these parties." Jessica was surprised at how easily the lie
left her lips. At Jessica's insistence, the two followed their friends to the
abandoned warehouse. The party was already in full swing.
Later, when it already became apparent that Jessica was going to
be late getting home, she found a pay phone and called her parents. "Mom?
Kathryn and I decided to stop for Pizza after the movie and ran into some
friends. I'll be late, OK? Oh, yes, the movie was great. You need to see
it. Yes, I'll see you soon, Bye."
It was just a little white lie. What could it hurt? And what could
it hurt to take her first drink of alcohol? She hated the taste, but the
lie in her smile said she loved it. And what could it hurt to dance with
this great-looking guy? And what could it hurt to take another drink that
he offered her?
When Jessica woke up the next morning, still groggy from the drug
the cute guy had slipped into her drink, she realized that her lies had
hurt more than she could have ever imagined.
Jessica found out the hard way that lies are a stairway that goes
only one way: down. She lied to her friends. She lied to her parents. She
lost the trust of her parents and her best friend, and she lost her
innocence to a guy she never saw again.
...Jesus explained that Satan is the father of lies. His tactics are so sly.
If he can just get you to tell one little white lie today, then tomorrow he can
take you one step further down the stairway with a bigger lie. Before you
know it, you find yourself some place where you never intended to be, and
Satan is laughing all the while.
...Don't hold Satan's hand and start down that stairway. Run to
Jesus, hold His hand, and always speak the truth.