Tonight, I find myself frustrated. I am confused, heartbroken, and angry. I am disgusted.
I loathe sin.
I hate it’s sneakiness, it’s ability to deceive and blind, to justify and dismantle someone’s life. It makes me mad that we have let Satan become so powerful. I am enraged and mystified in sin’s power to slide into my life and the lives of those I love, deceiving and transforming them into a tangle of confusion and a mess of ruins.
Why do we allow sin to take control of our lives? Why do we let it take root in our hearts, grow and blossom, choking out anything and everything that’s healthy?
It’s not a matter of if, sin is crouching at our door. It is waiting to pounce and to attack. It’s ready to jump on and consume us. But, I refuse to let sin win.
I will fight. I will drop to my knees and I will pray. I choose to fight and to side with the One who has already won. I choose to go first and to do the hard work for those who are coming behind me, and for those who are struggling to break free.
Sin makes me sick. It enrages me, and lights a fire in my bones. I won’t be conquered.