The Devil Inside
I am not a good person, ask anyone. I do not possess inherent goodness. According to Anne of Green Gables, I'm more like the person who could be wicked and isn't. I don't feel much different than any ordinary person who makes bad choices. Perhaps, I should explain. When I wake up in the morning, I don't sigh to myself and say, "hmmm, I need a beer or maybe I will fornicate." However, I don't fear or shake from the concept of sin. I just choose not to do it. Yet, I can see how those foolish choices entice people. Wouldn't it be a release to just say everything I thought or have some incredible anger tirade? Or, maybe it would be good to just be snide or openly jealous. You know, think of any number of human desires and just give in to them. For me, it is more about choices than desire. That's what I mean, I fight the devil inside all the time. The larger concepts of grand theft auto, drunkenness or immorality do stop me. Yet, once t...