Blessings.

I loathe that sin is a part of me. My sinfulness is taken care of but the act of sinning... not so much. I just did something I knew I shouldn't have but my sinful nature got the best of me & I did it anyway.

Afterwards though, I got a huge perspective, one of those that smack you in the face so hard you kind of stare, open-mouthed, at some spot on the wall, just marveling. I realized that I am so blessed. So, so blessed. I'm a biology major & know the worst that can happen to a person, & yes I have ailments but compared to someone with, say, no fingers, I am incredibly blessed. Don't ask why I thought of the blessing of intact limbs, I don't know why... but with working hands I can do so many more sinful things. So there's the rub. I have these wonderful digits, not severely harmed & totally in working order, yet with this blessing comes a price - more temptation and more capable of a multitude of sinful actions. Not that this takes the blame of my actions off of me at all, but still. So I have these immense blessings atop flexible fingers and yet, I sin & sin & sin.

It stinks. But I'm glad God gave me this perspective today, & I hope it will have a lasting impact the next time a sinful thought crosses my mind.