There’s a fascinating story in the Hebrew Scriptures about idolatry: what happens when we take a good thing and make it an ultimate thing. An entire nation is coerced into bowing down to a golden image that represents the empire and the king, but three young men choose to resist. What kind of faith does it take to go against the flow? To be surrounded by people engaged in unhealthy and ultimately destructive behavior, but to choose to do otherwise? And what role does God play in our lives when we resist the allure of ultimately misplaced allegiance?
