Sin is a bargain, a lie at the core. And like any good lie, it seduces you with a false reality. In the short term, all is well. In the long run….what the hell. Literally.
This particular morning I stood in front of the bathroom mirrorlike I had thousands of times before, but this day something was different. At first I didn’t know what was troubling me. There I was, looking like I’d just awakened and didn’t want to be there. But there was more to me this particular day; my sins were waiting for me on the other side of the bathroom mirror.
I looked again. Looked at my face in the bathroommirror. Looked into my own eyes. Who- or what- was I?
The vivid remembrance of my sins looked back at me. This wasn’t entirely unfamiliar to me. The knowledge of my sins greeted me frequently. I let them have their moment, thought of some mad, creative, idiotic thought justifying the entirety of it all, swallowed them again, and went about my business.
Time stopped. I sensed the beat of my heart under the skin; became aware of my breathing; understood the chemistry of my thoughts and the momentary miracle of being alive at all.
