Sin. A dripping faucet. Unrelenting. Disturbing. Incessant. We no sooner start our day than it’s dripping. An angry word. A terse answer. Gossip. Hateful thoughts. Distrust. Judgements tossed at others. We repent from one as another takes birth in our thoughts. We say we’re sorry, yet an hour later repeat the same offense. Drip. Drip. Drip. Sin. Endless. Constant. I lamented to my God, agonizing that “I can’t shut it off. Sin just keeps dripping, Lord. No matter how hard...
June 13, 2019