Sin is hateful.

Sin.

Like the stain that takes the glamour away from my favourite top.

Like a war that consumes the peace on this earth

Like a disgusting irky detestable leech that sucks the life out of man.

I hate sin.

At times i hate myself because sin has tainted me.

I hate sin to the point of hating the narcissitic me.

At the peak of my anger, i seemed to hate sin more than i love myself.

Or maybe i love myself so much that i cannot accept the sin within me.

I bet my Lord Jesus hates sin more.

But He loves me.

Therefore He died...

for the sins that i hate,

and He hates more...


Thank you Jesus.

I am sorry Jesus.

Sorry for the sins that i have nailed you with.

Sorry that i have taken your grace for granted.

Sorry for my sins.


I love you.

Thank you for loving me.


Love,
Ariel