Sin in Heaven

You didn’t think sin existed in Heaven, did you?

But it most certainly does.

I have a confession to make.

I led y’all to believe I was running that hill for the sake of a bikini general fitness.

It may or may not also have a little something to do with the “sin in my hand”, or as the case may be, in my closet.

And the justification of said sin.

Father, forgive me for I have sinned.

(To the tune of The Wondrous Cross)

When I survey the wondrous taste
Indulge in vice with far too much haste
My richest gain I count on the scale,
And feel contempt with every fail.

See from my hands, from my lips, from my tongue
Chocolate and caramel flow mingled down,
Did ever such love and weakness meet,
Or indulgence compose so rich a treat.

“Taste and see that the Dove is good.”

Dear reader, please forgive me for leading you down a path of destruction.

I am repentant.

(And you are welcome.)