Sin is sometimes like a crumb, easily brushed away and forgotten.

Other times, sin is like a fly, buzzing around your head, and only with much waving of your hand is it dismissed.

Sometimes, however, sin is like a lover whose embrace one welcomes and doesn’t want to leave.

The difference in these does not lie in sin itself, but in us, in our Spiritual state.

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