Pet Sins

It’s just a little one.  It sits in the corner and doesn’t cause any trouble.  It’s kinda cute and pretty unobtrusive.  At least that is what it says.
I like to think of mine as a puppy.  Soft.  Cuddly. Comfortable.
I’ve lived with it forever.  I’ve taken it on outings.  When it catches my ball, I smile.  When it makes messes, I’ve cleaned them up.  I put up with it.  It’s just easier and I don’t know how my life would look without it.
But pet sins are really more like octopuses or squids or jellyfish or something else with tentacles. 
Just like the fruit of Spirit all hang together, when sins infiltrate it sends shoots into everything surrounding it.
My puppy’s name is Imp.  Impatience.  She’s been around my whole life.  But I always thought she stayed in her corner.
But she doesn’t.
She is impatient because she unkind.  She is impatient because she is rough.  She is impatient because she is selfish (rather than loving others) and self-pleasing.
She doesn’t speak of Jesus enough because she is in too much of a hurry.  She doesn’t keep speaking of Jesus because she wants a result now.  She…I am impatient.
And it’s time for a change...maybe a belated New Year's resolution.

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