I know why I feel out of sorts this morning, right before Christmas. It isn't because I was so busy yesterday, but because I chose to sin rather than to walk in the grace I have been given. All season I have been focused on this image of the unity of the saints for all eternity, and yesterday I threw it away in order to indulge in my old habits of thought and flesh. My soul feels degraded.
"The (person) who walks in darkness has seen a great light," and instead chose the darkness.
And feels as if he always will. Not every time, but often enough.
I'm not going to ask you, Lord, to take this defeated feeling away from me, because I know I deserve it.
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