Well, I was thinking that I haven't written a "serious" post in a while. At least I don't think I have. Tony just might prove me wrong again, so we'll see. Anyway, I thought I would try to be like my friend, Dean, and relate the every day stuff to my spiritual life. So why not use the compost pile I shared with you yesterday. (Tony, it's really difficult for me not to use "w/" instead of "with", but I'm thinking of you and taking your feelings into consideration here). I mentioned in my little blog about the compost pile picture that it looked pretty, even though it was still trash. Well, this morning it hit - sometimes sin looks pretty, but it's still... you guessed it... trash! Hmmm, I'll let that deep passage of thought sink in.
This kinda of reminds me of one of my not-heard-very-often-but-I-really-like-it songs...
"Drag me in the shallow water, before I get too deep". That's really all I remember of the song. I can't remember the artist, either, sorry.
To reiterate my blog: pretty compost - still trash; "pretty sin" - still trash!
Ooooo... here's more that just came to me! While the compost might look pretty at first and it is supposedly good for the garden... sin looks pretty at first (OK I know I already said that, but hold on) and it MIGHT seem good for you... it still ends up rotting and stinking and crawling with worms - JUST LIKE... yep! You're with me... the compost. WOW! I have got to stop!
On a totally different note I had a dream about Eddie Money last night. Weird, huh?