Judges is a constant downward spiral of Israel in every way. The judges themselves display this theme in their own character, going from good, to okay, to catastrophic.
But if we think our sin is any less abhorrent to God than those listed in this book, we deceive ourselves. Our sin, no matter how little we perceive it to be, marks us to our core. It is an abomination to a holy God.
While my hands are not stained with most of the evils detailed in Judges, they are dripping with sin of my own. If I’m not careful, pride will find a sliver of light and begin to work its way past the doorframe of my heart. I will think that my “lesser” sins mean I’m in less need to be saved from it.
