The Tap of Sin
Soul Snack 43/11 ... The Tap of Sin
The day was complete. Outside it rained and inside tiredness was present and bed inviting. Sin would seek strength now in its weakened victim.
Garnished in the dressing of a well-deserved indulgence, temptation alighted on this weary spirit and exhausted body.
A little secret sin, a fleeting fantasy - what harm could there be? This question simply touched their thoughts.
Rain tapped on the metal roofing as sin tapped on a plastic soul. Sin is like that, it rarely hammers and hardly screams, for there is little seduction found in volume but significantly more resides in softness.
The gentle knock on a heart is far more likely to be answered than a violent thump that slams on the door.
Sin has always been like that -- its questions are as inviting as its desires are appealing.
If you do what is right, will you not be accepted? But if you do not do what is right, sin is crouching at your door; it desires to have you, but you must rule over it. (Gen 4:7)