I hate sin...especially when I sin:)

Sooo...catchy title huh?  I am sure everyone, well my one follower, is wondering what deep dark dreaded sin have I partaken in.  Well...all of them.:)  I know...wondering who I murdered lately?  I haven't actually shead anyone's blood.  I have wanted to though, and somewhere in the B-I-B-L-E...the holy one(pick your version I don't care, I am pretty sure they all agree on this one) that if you have thought of it, it is as bad as if you had done it.  So I am guilty of them all...well, maybe not all.:)  Oops just thought of that one...so guilty.:)  Anyway(my favorite word),  my sin of late is a "pet" sin of mine.  Meaning I do it, and I hate doing it.  I hate that I did it, and I feel ultra guilty...but I still did it.  Thing is...I sin everyday.  Lots of times a day somedays...but if it is a sin like say gossiped or I ate too much(which I do often) I don't feel gulity.   I don't even ask for forgiveness of those sins, but this one it just makes me feel icky.  I want to know why...:)  God doesn't answer my why questions very well..:) 

I know I am forgiven...I know God still loves me.  I always think in times like this of my children who can be pretty big stinker's sometimes.  I still love them, even when they are stinky...really stinky sometimes.  I can still picture them as those sweet babies that I snuggled with.  That I kissed a billion times in just their first year of life.  Just thinking about them makes me smile.  The funny thing is I can think about how they use to cry, and do things they weren't suppose to do, but the good feeling. The good memories always outweigh the bad.  God the father feels all those things about me, it is just so hard to believe when I am the stinker.:)  I am still believing though...and one day maybe I will see that the good memories I have of my children in the same light as the good memories God has of me....without all the stinkerness.  Just the pure love of a parent...creator...

God's sweet, sweet girl,
Angie