As a teenager, I was part of a team that our high school sent to the state livestock judging competition. We stayed overnight in a big hotel in downtown Louisville. We had some free time one evening, so a couple of us decided we would walk down the street to see what big city life was all about.

As we walked along, we noticed that the door of one of downtown nightclubs was propped open. We couldn’t help but stop to look inside. I don’t know what we thought we might see, but the curiosity of a farm boy in the city had me straining to catch a glimpse what might be inside that door. Surely a quick peek wouldn’t hurt anybody.  

Before long a police officer came up and informed us that we had to be twenty-one years old just to stand in that doorway. It was his way of letting us know that we had better move along before we got ourselves into trouble.

Psalm 1:1-3 says, “Blessed is the man who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked or stand in the way of sinners or sit in the seat of mockers. But his delight is in the law of the Lord, and on his law he meditates day and night. He is like a tree planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither. Whatever he does prospers.”