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Beauty of all stripes

Saw The Passion of the Christ last night. Very powerful, and I'm not in a hurry to settle my thoughts. Mary treasured up things in her heart. That makes sense to me.

Gorgeous weather in Seattle today. My work of the day is almost finished; may not go home until after dinner and discussion of Life Together with Annette, Heather, and Nate tonight. Perfect day to do some Seattle exploring, perhaps a walk from Seeing Seattle or Seattle City Walks. A bit of reading, maybe some writing, and catching up with Jeremy in Wallingford would also be welcome.

Most of the time, I'm pretty set on not giving a response when someone is clearly fishing for one. I like my communication honest, and responses come best when asked or when they come naturally. Just as one might not give money toward causes one doesn't support, I usually steer clear of giving emotional resources toward the feeding of unhealthy cycles and drama for its own sake—it only helps people stay sick, and sometimes fear makes staying sick look more appealing than being well.

Have had some great talks about sin lately that are sharpening me. Death isn't worse than sin; it's just the sentence. Hell isn't worse; it's only the prison. Satan isn't worse than sin; he's simply a deceiver, a tempter, an instigator and conspirator. Nothing is worse. Nothing. Sin is the crime. That's what the crucifixion was all about. That's how David and other psalmists could write what they did about their enemies—they shared God's heart against sin. Everything they prayed against their enemies God did to Christ in punishment of sin. Most of us flinch from that kind of imagery because we don't share His heart.

In our moral economy, violence is worse than sin. "It can't be that bad," we reason, particularly when many of us are cultivating secret gardens of it in our own backyards, sneaking a bite here and there in some misguided notion that His grace purchased our freedom so that we would be free to indulge in crimes against God. No. Jesus didn't die to save us from Hell; that's just an effect. He died to free us from sin. "For freedom Christ has set us free; stand firm therefore, and do not submit again to a yoke of slavery" (Galatians 5:1).

If you love someone, faithfulness is never an afterthought.

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Good thoughts.
i really enjoyed your last two paragraphs about sin. it definitely gave me a new perspective. thanks!

sin

Sin. I crave to define it, as if the knowing will keep me from the doing. The more that I realize I don't understand sin, the farther I get from understanding it. Lord, help.

sin

Thank you.