"It looks like Sodom, Gomorrah, and Parmesan Cheese!"
My husband was not expecting these adjectives to describe his home-made chili. He had made it the day before, but had neglected to keep adding the liquid necessary to keep it from burning into the bottom of the pot.
And so my son's description was...well fairly...no definitely accurate. The kidney beans had turned into black-eyed peas. It just kinda stared at me from the bowl. I tried to convince myself that it wasn't going to taste all that bad. After all, I had just tried to smother it in Parmesian cheese.
I don't know how I survived! 
Sin has the same effect, doesn't it? We know that it is Sodom and Gomorrah (minus the cheese), but we seem to convince ourselves that it will be ok...we can get away with it...it won't be that bad.
And then when we barely survive, we wonder what happened. 
God, please help me to stay away from the enemy's chili. Instead, help me tofocus my eyes on you!
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