Where one Christian is lost to the Christian life through a particular and special assault of evil through one breakdown, there are a hundred who drift away from the life of worship and of faith. More drift out of Christian life than fall out of it.
Some years ago an American liner was wrecked off the Scilly Isles. The sea was calm; the weather was clear. But the ship was caught in a treacherous current which slowly but surely lured it out of its course.
In life there are treacherous currents which get the soul in their grip and slowly but surely carry it toward the shores of ruin and wreck. For every drift ends in a wreck. When one awakens to the fact that he has been drifting, that there is not the same moral resistance, not the same eager purpose, to know the truth and do it, then is the time to put a trumpet to the lips.