I’ve been living this Celiac life for almost eight years now. Nonetheless, the other day I made what I would call a rookie mistake.

My husband told me not to.

More than once.

He warned me.

But I still did it.

I guess I thought I was suddenly immune.

I reached into this fried fish basket [with glutenous toast] and took a french fry. A single gluten free french fry. Apparently said french fry had touched the fish or the toast.

Within the hour I was sick. I mean sick sick. Yes, the gluten issue is that extreme for me. As I sprawled out in the back seat unable to move or sit up, said husband – that had warned me not to eat the dang french fry in the first place – played Randy Travis’ “I Told You So” ever so lovingly.

I didn’t eat the fish.

I didn’t eat the bread.

But I got close enough to the thing that’s not supposed to enter into my body that I was cross contaminated. A crumb so tiny that you couldn’t even see it wrecked unimaginable havoc on my body.

I got close enough.

Isn’t that just like sin?

It creeps in undetected.

And isn’t that just like a human?

We think we can skirt on the edge of sin – dancing around it while not really partaking in it – and not be affected.

Don’t let down your guard.

Just because you’re a Christian doesn’t mean you are suddenly immune to sin.

But it certainly means that you know better.

Set boundaries.

Stick to those boundaries.

Heed the warnings.

No temptation has overtaken you except what is common to mankind. And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. But when you are tempted, he will also provide a way out so that you can endure it. 1 Corinthians 10:13