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I don’t like dirt.

Especially other people’s dirt.

It’s so….. dirty. And not knowing where it’s been or how it got there makes it so much dirtier, somehow.

But my own dirt? I’m fairly comfortable with. Oh, I don’t like other people seeing it… and I don’t like it taking over my life…. but I can handle way more of my own dirt than I can other peoples’. It’s not as “dirty.”

Isn’t that just how we are with sin?

Other peoples’ sin seems so much “dirtier” than our own.

We’re comfortable with our dirt.

With our sin.

Just a reflection that’s been coming back to me.