I am mindful of my sin today. Sin is ugly. It is damaging. It is evil.
I am only a couple of choices away from the kind of thinking and behavior that I can often easily think is only in the most awful of people. I am those people.
We might as well close the door. Shut the book. No relationship can survive the destruction of sin. It's hopeless.
But wait...the finality of this reality is not final after all. A way has been made for us; a path towards the unexpected...towards restoration.
My kids drove by me yesterday. "Where's mom?" they asked. "She went another way", I said, "we got in a fight."
...the path of restoration starts with confession. I just had to admit it; to them, to myself. And confession leads us to the great light of forgiveness that out-shines the deep dark forest of sin.
Forgiveness is the final form of love.
-- Reinhold Niebuhr
