Sin Burns
It seems as if I am always burning something in the kitchen, including but not limited to: soup, toast, pizza, eggs, quesadillas, my hands, and my arms. A couple of years ago, I burned my arm while I was cooking Zach a pizza for lunch. I had put my hot pad mitt on and opened up the door. As I proceeded to pull the wire rack out, my arm BUMPED the higher wire rack above. I am not kidding when I say bumped! As I felt the heat, I promptly pulled my arm away. However, immediately a small burn "line" formed on my arm. I was surprised because my arm might have touched the hot rack for about one second. However, within 5 minutes a large oblong clear blister formed on my skin. As I marveled how fast I had received a burn, I couldn't help but relate the hot oven to sin in my life. Sin is not pretty. Sin is not harmless. Sin burns! Even when you "bump" into sin, it can leave damage. When I was a young teenager I had a different view of sin. Sin was all th