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A Reflection on Sin

SIN

It's a big word.

The word sin makes us think about murderers, rapists, thieves... you know.. the big stuff. The stuff those people "bent" toward evil do... Those people you have always known with that wild and crazy look in their eye. 

That neighbor kid who points his finger at you and then with crazy in his eye "shoots" the "gun" and blows it, and walks off.. You know the one... the kid who you are sure is going to grow up to have some problems socially because of his angry heart... The one kid you don't want your kid hanging out with because you are unsure of the character of that particular child. In fact you are pretty sure that kid is going to grow up to be some sort of bad guy.

But what about the other stuff... The white lies... the little bit of gossip here and there... Neglecting to do the thing you know is right, and doing the wrong thing instead... 

There is evil in all of our hearts, and it may feel small.

Father God,

My prayer today is that I would view myself as a sinner saved by grace alone, by faith alone. And this faith isn't something I've accomplished on my own. No. Even my faith, and everything that may be swayed toward good, even these are gifts from you.

I pray that I would view the depths of my sin and cling to you, and know that apart from you, I am destined to destruction.

I pray that my dark and hardened heart would be lightened with your presence, and that by Christ's death on the Cross, and His righteousness that you gave to me, that I would do good. 

I pray that I would be like you, Lord.

In Jesus name,

Amen.

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